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Prices  of  Music  Books  Published  by  HORACE  WATERS. 

THE  ATHENiEUM  COLLECTION  contains  five  hundred  and  twelve  pages  of  tunes  and  hymns,  new 
and  old,  of  the  choicest  kinds,  for  Church,  Sunday  School  Revival,  Missionary,  Temperance,  Prayer,  and 
Conference, and  all  kinds  of  sacred  and  social  meetings.  Prices  bound,  9"  cents,  $80  per  100;  cloth  bound, 
embossed  gilt,  <$1,00,  $9o  per  100.     Postage  15  cents.    ' 

•'  WATERS'  CHORAL  HARP."— A  new  book  for  Sunday  Schools.  It  contains  160  pages  and  about  200 
choice  tunes  and  hymns.  It  is  one  of  the  best  books  ever  issued.  Price,  paper  cc7ere,  30  cents,  $25  per  100 
Bound  35  cents,  $30  per  100.     Cloth  bound,  embossed  gilt,  40  cents,  $35  per  hundred. 

SABBATH  SCHOOL  BELL,  No.  1,  contains  144  pages,  and  nearly  200  tunes  and  hymns  ;  styles  and 
prices  same  as  "  Choral  Harp." 

SABBATH  SCHOOL  BELL,  No.  2.  contains  192  pastes.  A  new  volume,  different  words  and  music  from 
Bell  No.  1     Prices  same  as  "  Choral  Harp."     Nearly  1,000,000  of  these  Bells  ha^e  been  issued. 

BELL  Nos  1  and  2  can  be  obtained  in  one  volume,  price  bound,  60  cents,  $50  per  100  ;  cloth  bound,  em- 
bossed gilt  70  cents,  $i50  per  100.  Both  Bells  and  Choral  Harp  bound  in  one  volume,  85  cents,  $75  per  100. 
Cloth  bound  embossed  gilt,  $1  00,  $90  per  100.     Postage  10  cents. 

THE  DAY  SCHOOL  BELL.  A  new  6inging  book  for  day  schools  and  seminaries.  It  contains  228  pages 
of  choice  songs,  duets,  rounds,  catches,  trios,  quartets,  and  choruses,  including  31'  pages  of  the  elemonts  of 
music.  Prices,  paper  covers,  35  cents,  $3o  per  100  :  bound  40  cents,  $35  per  100  ;  oloth  bound  embossed  gilt, 
6 J  cents,  $45  per  $100  :  25  copies  furnished  at  the  100  price. 

THE  NEW  PATRIOTIC  SONG  BOOK  contains  96  pages.     Price  15  cents,  $10  per  100. 
THE  HARP  OF  FREEDOM  contains  32  pages.     Price  5  cents,  $3  per  100. 

RUTH.     A  Sacred  Cantata.     1'rice,  paper  covers,  25  cents,  $20  per  100  ;  bound,  30  cents,  $25  per  100. 
THE  REVIVAL  MUSIC  BOOK  contains  64  pages.     Price  8  cents,  $5  per  100.     25 copies  furnished  at  th» 
100  price.     Mailed  at  the  retail  price. 

'THE  DIADEM."'— .4  rno  Sunday  School  Hymn  and  Tune  Book,  containing  128  pages  of  very  choice 
Music,  mostly  new,  for  Sunday  School  and  devotional  meetings.  This  work  is  of  a  higher  order  than  any  S. 
S.  book  yet  published.  It  i-  edited  by  S.  J.  Vail,  one  of  our  most  popular  music,  composers  Price,  paper 
covers,  3*0  cents,  $3  per  dozen  ;  board  covers,  35  cents,  $3  60  per  dozen  ;  cloth  covers  embossed  gilt,  40  cents, 
$4  25  p'er  dozen.  Mailed  at  the  retail  price.  Sample  copies  mailed  for  one-half  the  retail  price  to  superinten- 
dents of  Sunday  Schools,  clergymen  and  principals  of  seminaries  and  public  schools.  „ 

"THE  CHRISTIAN  MELODIST."— A  New  Hymn  and  Tune  Book  of  128  pages  of  new  and  standard 
hymns  and  tunes,  for  revival  and  devotional  meetings,  Sunday  School  and  Church  worship  generally.  This 
book  is  )U8t  what  is  needed  by  all  the  Churches,  in  their  social  meetings  for  conference  and  prayer.  Price, 
paper  covurs,  30  cents,  $3  per  dozen  ;  board  covers,  35  cents,  $:i.60  per  dozen  ;  cloth  embossed  gilt,  45  cents, 
$4.75  per  dozen.     Mailed  at  the  retail  price.     Sample  copies  mailed  to  clergymen  at  one-half  the  retail  price. 

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TUNES  AND  HYMNS 

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SUNDAY  SCHOOL 


DEVOTIONAL   MEETINGS, 
By    SILAS   J.   VAIL. 


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Published  by  HORACE  WATERS,  No.  4S1  Broadway. 


PREFACE. 


When  the  reader  first  sees  or  hears  of  the  Diadem,  it  is  quite  possible  that  he  will  exclaim  : 
"  What !    another  Sunday  School  book  ?" 

We  answer,  "  Yes  ;"  and  briefly  give  our  reasons  for  issuing  a  new  book  of  music  for  Sun- 
day Schools  and  devotional  meetings. 

To  many  hearts,  music  is  a  "  rich  treat,"  a  "real  feast,"  and  for  such  we  are  persuaded  the 
variety  is  not  too  great.  Who  ever  thought  o  objecting  to  the  variety  of  an  entertainment 
wh<n  the  physical  nature  only  was  provided  for?  And  shall  the  spiritual  be  less  sumptuously 
provided   for?     We  trust  not. 

The  question  is  not  how  small  a  quantity  of  music  will  suffice  for  Sunday  School  purposes — 
for  then  we  might  refer  to  the  experience  of  early  days,  when  Old  Hundred  or  Peterboro',  to  a 
Doxology,  constituted  the  variety — but,  rather,  how  large  a  quantity  is  required  to  supply  the 
actual  demands  of  the  great  "  Sunday  School  Army"  of  the  present  day. 

A  noticeable  feature  in  this  work,  is  the  number  of  pieces  written  in  full  harmony  that  may 
also  be  used  as  Duetts,  Trios,  or  Quartettes,  at  the  option  of  the  performers. 

Our  experience  is,  and  we  have  heard  the  same  from  others,  that  it  has  been  difficult  to  find 
music  suitable  for  special  Sunday  School  occasions,  where  some  of  the  older  members  of  the 
School  or  Bible  class  wish  to  take  a  more  prominent  part.  The  largest  number  of  such 
pieces  may  be  found  between  pages  94  and  116. 

In  preparing  the  following  pages  it  has  been  our  aim  to  select  such  music  only  as  seems  most 
perfectly  to  combine  an  easy,  flowing  melody,  with  the  chaste,  devotional  style  of  the  sanctua- 
ry ;  desiring  rather  to  be  instrumental  in  giving  that  direction  to  the  musical  taste  of  children, 
than  to  furnish  them  with  a  kind  that  may  be  popular,  yet  never  excite  a  true  devotional 
feeling.  In  hope  that  it  ma}^  prove  a  source  of  help  to  those  who  are  striving  for  the  "  straight 
and  narrow  way,"  and  one  of  aid  and  comfort  to  those  who  are  "  faint,  yet  pursuing,"  it  is 
most  respectfully  submitted  to  the  Christian  public. 

Entered  according  to  Act    of  Congress,  in  the  year  1865,  by  S.  J.  VAIL,  in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the 
District  Court  of  the  United  States  for  the  Southern  District  of  New  York. 


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The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odor  sweet, 
And  harps  of  sweeter  sound. 

8  These  are  the  prayers  of  all  the  saints, 
And  these  the  hymns  they  raise  : 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints  : 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praise. 


4  Now  to  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 

Be  endless  blessings  paid  ! 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head  ! 

5  Thou  hast  redeemed  our  souls  with  blood, 

Hast  set  the  prisoners  free, 
Hast  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God, 
And  we  shall  reign  with  thee. 


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For  thy  death  of  shame,  we  bless  ; 
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Thou  art  worthy,  <fcc. 

4  Though  but  creatures  of  a  day, 
Soon  like  flowers  to  pass  away, 
Thou  canst  raise  us  by  thy  power, 
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2  Now  may  the  King  descend 
And  fill  his  throne  of  grace  ; 

Thy  sceptre,  Lord,  extend, 
While  saints  address  thy  face; 
Let  sinners  feel  thy  quick'ning  word, 
And  learn  to  know  and  fear  the  Lord. 

3  Descend,  celestial  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quick'ning  powers  ; 
Reveal  a  Saviour's  love, 

And  bless  these  sacred  hours ; 
Then  shall  my  soul  new  life  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  be  enjoyed  in  vain. 

Christmas  Hymn. 

1  Hark!  what  celestial  sounds, 
W  hat  music  fills  the  air ! 

Soft  warbling  to  the  morn, 
It  strikes  the  ravished  ear : 
Now  all  is  still ;         I  In  tuneful  notes, 
Now  wild  it  floats    |  Loud,  sweet,  and  shrill. 

2  Th'  angelic  hosts  descend, 
With  harmony  divine  ; 

See  how  from  heaven  they  bend, 
And  in  full  chorus  join : 
"  Fear  not,"  say  they,   I  Jesus,  your  King, 
"  Great  joy  we  bring  :  |  Is  born  to-day. 

3  "  He  comes,  your  souls  to  save 
From  death's  eternal  gloom; 

To  realms  of  bliss  and  light 
He  lifts  you  from  the  tomb  : 
Your  voices  raise,  I  Your  songs  unite 

With  sons  of  light ;        |  Of  endless  praise. 


4  "Glory  to  God  on  high! 

Ye  mortals,  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  fly 
To  earth's  remotest  bound  : 
For  peace  on  earth,       J  To  men  is  given, 
From  God  in  heaven,    |  At  Jesus'  birth." 

Sabbath  Song. 

BY   PROF.    E.    TURNEY. 

1  On  !  sweet  the  hallowed  morn 
On  which  the  Saviour  rose  ! 

1  hail  thy  quiet  dawn, 

Thy  calm  and  blest  repose  ; 
I  cast  away  each  worldly  care. 
To  spend  thine  Iiours  in  praise  and  prayer. 

2  My  heart  would  fain  prolong, 
In  accents  sweet  and  loud, 

That  primal  Sabbath  song. 
When  all  the  sons  of  God, 
Tn  full,  harmonic  concert  sang, 
His  love  from  whom  creation  sprang; 

3  Or,  in  diviner  strain, 

With  all  the  heavenly  choir, 
The  bright,  seraphic  train, 

Attune  anew  the  lyre 
Tn  praise  to  Him,  our  living  Head, 
Who  rose  triumphant  from  the  dead. 

4  Tn  sweet  and  grateful  lays, 

1  touch  the  sounding  chord, — 
I  sing  His  power  and  grace, — 

I  trust  His  faithful  w>rd, — 
Nor  doubt  His  resurrection  love 
Will  bring  me  to  His  rest  above. 


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To  r-jad  the  "  Book  Divine  ;" 
There  we  are  taught  the  way 
To  joys  that  ne'er  decline  ; 
The  music  sweet  of  Sahbath  bells, 
How  gently  on  the  ear  it  swells  ! 
Cho. — Chime  on,  Ac. 


3  We  leave  our  earthly  home, 
To  seek  that  blest  abode, 
Where  loved  companions  come 

To  lift  their  hearts  toGod  ; 
List  to  the  sound,  the  sound  that  tells 
The  music  of  those  Sabbath  bells  ; 
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And  seek  not  for  pastures  more  blooming  and  fair. 
Chorus. — Lambs  of  the  Saviour,  lest  darkness  o'er  take  you, 
Oh,  stray  not  away  from  the  heavenly  fold. 

3  Jesus,  your  Shepherd,  will  lead  you  and  guide  you, 
And  never  forsake  you,  6weet  lambs  of  his  care  ; 

And  whatever  of  sorrow  or  trials  betide  you, 
His  Spirit  will  comfort,  his  love  will  be  there. 

Lambs  of  the  Saviour,  «fec. 

4  Lambs  of  the  Saviour,  your  Shepherd  is  bringing 
Together  his  flock  ere  the  tempest  sets  in, 

While  the  tender  and  weak  to  his  bosom  are  clinging, 
Away  from  temptation  and  sorrow  and  sin. 

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Than  the  mines  of  earth  afford  ; 

Earthly  friends,  and  earthly  pleasures 
Shall  not  keep  me  from  the  Lord  : 

Precious  lessons 
Here  are  spoken  from  his  Word. 

3  Yet  my  heart  is  fill'd  with  wonder  : 
Parents,  teachers,  can  you  tell 

Why  neglected  many  wander, 

When  so  near  the  school  they  dwell? 

O,  invite  them  : 
They  will  love  the  school  so  well. 

A  I  will  go  and  tell  those  children 
There  is  room  for  them  and  me  ; 

And  to  school  will  straightway  bring  them, 
If  persuaded  they  will  be  : 

I  am  thankful 
That  my  friends  invited  me. 


Yes,  my  native  land. 

1  Yes,  my  native  land !  I  love  thee ; 
All  thy  scenes,  I  love  them  well; 

Friends,  connections,  happy  country, 
Can  I  bid  you  all  farewell  ? 

Can  1  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

2  Home,  thy  joys  are  passing  lovely, 
Joys  no  stranger  heart  can  tell  ; 

Happy  home!  'tis  sure  I  love  thee; 
Can  I,  can  I  say,  farewell  ? 

Can  I  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 

3  Scenes  of  sacred  peace  and  pleasure, 
Holy  days,  and  Sabbath  bell ; 

Richest,  brightest,  sweetest  treasure, 
Can  I  say  a  last  farewell  ? 

Can  1  leave  you, 
Far  in  heathen  lands  to  dwell  ? 


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2.  I       love   to    hear  that  Je  -  sus  died,  And  how  he  rose  again  ;  Ex  -  alt  -  ed     at     his 

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2.  The  hand  that  gave  it 


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3  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 
For  such  a  bright  display, 
Ae  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 


4  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 
The  steps  of  him  I  love, 
Till  glory  breaks  upon  my  view 
In  brighter  worlds  above. 


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1  Listen  to  the  promptings 

Of  the  Spirit  near, 
Calling  to  salvation, 

And  from  sin  and  fear  ; 
By  them  you  may  gather 

Light,  and  life,  and  power, 
Freedom  from  the  luringa 

Of  temptation's  hour. 

God  is  near  thee,  <tc. 

2  Listen  to  the  pleadings 

Of  the  Saviour's  love  ; 
Calling  thee  from  sinning, 

To  His  home  above. 
He  will  save  from  sorrow, 

And  the  night  of  death  ; 
And  the  dread  hereafter 

Where  is  felt  his  wrath. 
God  is  near  thee,  (fee. 


3  He  is  fitting  mansions 

For  His  followers  true  ; 
There  is  room  now  waiting, 

Waiting  just  for  you. 
Will  you  taste  the  raptures 

That  His  saints  shall  know? 
Will  you  love  the  Saviour 

And  to  glory  go  ? 

God  is  near  thee,  tfce. 

4  Come  then  to  the  fountain, 

Gushing  from  his  side  ; 
God  and  heaven  invites  you, 

Plunge  beneath  the  tide  ; 
There  is  peace  and  pardon 

For  each  sin-sick  soul, 
Hallelujah,  glory ! 
Jesus  died  for  ail. 

God  is  near  thee,  <&c. 

Rev.  L.  Harttou-gk. 


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1.  Come,  thou  fount  of  every  blessing  Tune  my  heart  to  sing  thy  grace  :  Streams  of  mepcy, 

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Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezer ; 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come  ; 
And  I  hope,  by  thy  good  pleasure, 

Safely  to  arrive  at  home. 

Jesus  sought  me  when  a  stranger, 
Wand'ring  from  the  fold  of  God, 

He,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 
Interposed  his  precious  blood. 


0,  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor 
Daily  I'm  constraint  to  be  ! 

Let  thy  goodness,  like  a  fetter, 
Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee. 

Prone  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it — 
Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love  , 

Here's  my  heart,  0  take  and  seal  it — 
Seal  it  for  thy  courts  above. 


LET  WORLDLY  MINDS. 


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Let  worldly  minds  the  world  pursue  ;  It  has  no  charms  for  me  :  Once  I  admired  its 
Its  pleasures  can  no  longer  please,  Nor  happiness  af-Iord  :  Far  from  my  heart  be 
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3  As  by  the  light  of  opening  day 

The  stars  are  all  conceal'd, 
So  earthly  pleasures  fade  away, 
When  Jesus  is  reveal'd. 

4  Creatures  no  more  divide  my  choice  ; 

I  bid  them  all  depart : 
His  name,  his  love,  his  gracious  voice , 
Have  fix'd  my  roving  heart. 


1  As  distant  lands  beyond  the  sea, 

When  friends  go  thence,  draw  nigh; 
So  Heaven,  when  friends  have  thither  gone, 
Draws  nearer  from  the  sky. 


2  And  as  those  lands  the  dearer  grow, 
When  friends  are  long  away  ; 


When  friends  have  thither  gone. 

So  Heaven  itself,  through  loved  ones  dead, 
Grows  dearer  day  by  day. 

Heaven  is  not  far  from  those  who  see 
With  the  pure  spirit's  sight, 

But  near,  and  in  the  very  hearts 

Of  those  who  see  aright.       C.  D.  Stuart. 


SO  DARE  TO  BE  RIGHT  ! 

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2  Dare  to  be  right !  dare  to  be  true  ! 
Other  men's  failures  can  never  save  you, 
Stand  by  yourconseience.your  honor, your  faith; 
Stand  like  a  hero  and  battle  till  death. 
Cho.  Then  dace  to  be  right!  Ac. 

8  Dare  to  be  right !  dare  to  be  true  ! 
Love  may  deny  you  its  sunshine  and  dew. 
Let  the  dew  fail,  for  then  showers  shall  be  given; 
Dew  is  from  earth,  but  the  showers  are   from 
heav'n         Cno.  Then,  dare  to  be  right!  Ac. 

4  Dare  to  be  right!  dare  to  be  true  ! 
God,  who  created  you,  cares  for  you  too  ; 
Treasures  the  tears  that  hi6  striving  ones  shed, 
Counts  and  protects  every  hair  of  your  head. 
Cw>.  Then,  dare  to  be  right !  «fcc. 


5  Dare  to  be  right!  dare  to  be  true  ! 
Cannot  Omnipotence  carry  you  through? 
City,  and  mansion,  and  throne  all  in  sight, 
Can  you  not  dare  to  be  true  and  be  right? 

Cno.  Then  dare  to  be  right !  &a. 

6  Dare  to  be  right !  dare  to  be  true  ! 

Keep  the  great  judgment  seat  always  in  view  ; 
Look  at  your  work  as  you'll  look  at  it  then, 
Scanned  by  Jehovah,  and  angels,  nn>l  men. 
Cho.  Then,  dare  to  be  right !  «fcc. 

7  Dare  to  be  right !  dare  to  be  true ! 
Prayerful!}',  lovingly,  firmly  pursue 

The  pathway  by  taints  and  by  seraphim  trod, 
The  pathway  that  climbs  to  the  City  of   God. 
Cho.  Then  dare  to  be  right!  <bo. 


LET    IT  PASS. 

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1.  Be      notswiftto    take  of- fence;  Let  it  pass,  Let  it  pass.  Anger  is     a      foe   to  sense; 

2.  Strife  corrodes  the  purestmind;  Let  it  pass,  Let  it  pass.  As  the  un-re-  gard-ed  wind; 

3.  Ech  -  o    not   an     angry  word;  Let  it  pass,  Let  it  pass.  Think  how  often  you  have  erred; 


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CHORUS. 


Bath  -  er  sing  this  cheery  song,  Let    it    pass. 

'Tis     tlie  no-  ble     who  forgive,  Let     it    pass. 

"Wherefore  should  our  sorrows  stay  ?  Let  it    pass. 

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Time  at  last  makes  all  things  straight ; 
Let  us  not  resent,  but  wait, 
And  our  triumph  shall  be  great ; 
Let  it  pass. 


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CHRIST  WITHIN.  Dr.  A.  Hill. 


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1  Grant  us,  Lord,  thy  heavenly  light 
AM  our  steps  to  guide  aright ; 
Shine  along  the  narrow  road 
Which  shall  lead  our  souls  to  God. 
We  are  weak  and  prone  to  stray- 
Keep  us  in  thy  holy  way ; 

All  our  wants  let  grace  supply  ; 
Lead  us  onward  to  the  sky. 

2  Thus  protected,  may  we  go 
Safely  through  this  vale  of  woe  ; 
May  thy  gracious  presence  cheer 
Ub  in  all  our  trials  here. 
Loving  all  thy  statutes,  Lord, 
Ever  trusting  in  thy  word, 

May  we  reach  that  happy  home 
Where  no  ill  can  ever  come. 


Look  to  Jesus.     Is. 

1  JV.sus,  Lord,  we  look  to  thee ; 
Let  us  in  thy  name  agree  ; 
Show  thyself  the  Prince  of  Peace  ; 
And  our  mutual  love  increase. 

2  Make  us  of  one  hea>-t  and  mind, — 
Courteous,  pitiful,  and  kind  ; 
Lowlj-,  meek,  in  thought  and  word, — 
Altogether  like  our  Lord. 

3  Let  us  for  each  other  care  ; 
Each  the  other's  burden  hear; 
To  the  world  the  pattern  give  ; 
Show  them  how  good  children  live. 

4  Free  from  anger  and  from  pride, 
Let  us  thus  in  God  abide  ; 

All  the  depths  of  love  express, — 

AM  the  heights  of  holiness.      C.  Wesley, 


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TELL    THY    SAVIOUR. 


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2.  Tell  Him  when  two  ways  be-fore  thee  Lure  thy  fee  -  ble,  doubting  steps,  When  the 

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feebler,    Of  the   dy  -  ing  spir-it     life, 
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,  Tell  thy  Saviour  when  the  friendships, 

Sweet  and  true,  that  bless  thy  life 
End  in  death,  and,  cold  and  pallid, 

Forms  lie,  late  with  gladness  rife. 
Tell  Him  when  tlie  tempter  whispers 

That  the  Master  has  forgot; 
Tell  Him  when  the  words  of  promise 

To  thy  palsied  ear  come  not. 


5.  Children,  always  tell  thy  Saviour 

Little  things  as  well  as  great ; 
Naught  is  little  to  that  Saviour 

Which  concerns  his  people's  state. 
Oh!  no  friend  on  earth  is  like  Him  ! 

Oh !  no  love  so  full,  so  free  ; 
-No  reward  is  like  the  glory, 

Christian,  that  awaiteth  thee.     M. 


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I'LL  NEVER  FORSAKE  THEE. 


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And  dwelt  among   suffering  and   sor  -   row,   To   save  such  a      sin  -  ner   as       I. 


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3  I'll  never  forsake  thee,  ray  Saviour, 

Tho'  darkness  cune  down  like  a  pall  ; 
Tho'  blighted  the  hopes  of  life's  morning, 
Like  Samuel  I  11  coni"  at  thy  call. 
T>y  the  love  that  can  never  know  measure, 
By  the  peace  that  hath  been  my  soul  s  pleasure, 
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1 11  never  forsake  thee,  no  never. 

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TRUST  IN  JESUS. 


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spi  -  rit,  He's  pleading,  "Believe,  it  is     I."       A    few,  «tc. 


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TRUST  IN  JESUS.    Concluded. 


31 


past;    No    more  shall  dis- turb  me     The  world's  chilling  blast;  But  soar  -  ing    to 
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To  draw  me  away 
From  the  earth  and  its  pleasures 

To  heaven's  bright  day  ; 
To  fit  me  for  praising 

With  angels  on  high, 
He  afflicts,  then  he  comforts, 
And  says,  "  It  is  L" 

Cho. — A  few  stormy  days,  <fec. 


if      I 

Oh !  for  this,  my  dear  Saviour, 

I'll  bear  every  loss, 
And  will  run  where  he  bids  me, 

And  carry  my  cross  ; 
For  sure  is  that  promise 

Which  comes  from  the  sky, 
"  I  will  lead  you  and  save  you, 

Fear  not— it  is  I." 

Cho. — A  few  stormy  days,  (tc. 


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FOLLOW   JESUS. 


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Je  -  sue,      Yes,    I      will   fol  -  low  Je  -  bus,  Fol-  low  Je  -  sus    all     the     way. 

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2  I'm  but  a  little  pilgrim  here, 

My  journey  's  just  begun  ; 
They  tell  me  I  shall  sorrow  meet 

Before  my  journey's  done. 
The  world  is  full  of  sorrow 
And  suffering,  the}-  say — 
But  I  will  follow  Jesus, 
But,  I  will  follow  Jesus, 
Yes,  I  will  follow  Jesus, 
Follow  Jesus  all  the  way. 

3  Then  on  my  little  pilgrimage 

Whatever  I  may  meet, 
I'll  take  it — joy  and  sorrow  all 

And  lay  at  Jesus  feet. 
He'll  comfort  me  in  trouble, 
He'll  wipe  my  tears  away  ; 


With  joy  I'll  follow  Jesus, 
With  joy  I'll  follow  Jesus, 
With  joy  I'll  follow  Jesus, 
Follow  Jesus  all  the  way. 


4  Then  trials  cannot  weigh  me  down, 
And  pain  I  need  not  fear; 
For  when  I'm  close  by  Jesus'  side, 

Grief  cannot  come  too  near. 
Not  even  death  can  harm  me, 
When  death  I  meet  one  day  ; 
To  heaven  I'll  follow  Jesus, 
To  heaven  I'll  follow  Jesus, 
To  heaven  I'll  follow  Jesus. 
Follow  Jesus  all  the  way. 


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COME  TO  JESUS. 

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1.  Come  to     Je  -  sus,  lit-tle  one  ;  Come  to   Jesus  now;  Humbly  at  his  gracious  throne 

2.  A  this  feet  confess  your  sins  ;  Seek  forgiveness  there  ;  For  his  blood  can  make  yon  clean  ; 
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Humbly  at  his  gracious  throne 

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SCHOLARS. 

Yes,  to  Jesus  we  will  come ; 

Come  to  Jesus  now ; 
Humbly  at  his  gracious  throne 

In  submission  bow. 


JESUS  LOVES  ME. 


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Jesus  loves  me,  loves  me  still, 
Tho'  I'm  often  weak  and  ill ; 
From  his  shining  throne  on  high. 
Comes  to  watch  me  where  I  lie. 

Clio. — Yes,  Jesus,  <tc. 
Jesus  loves  me,  he  will  stay 
Close  beside  me  all  the  way  ; 
Then  his  little  child  will  take 
Up  to  heaven  for  his  dear  sake. 

Cho. — Yes,  Jesus,  &a, 


36 

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KINDLY  AND  GRACIOUSLY. 


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37 


2  Lovingly,  lovingly,  close  to  his  breast, 
On^e  Tittle  children  so  fondly  he  press'd  ; 
Laid  each  dear  hand  on  some  little  one's  head 
Tenderly,  smiling  as  sweetly  he  said  : — 
•'Dear  little  children,  so  happy  and  free! 
Suffer  the  children  to  come  unto  me." 
Lovingly,  lovingly,  close  to  his  breast, 
Then  the  dear  little  ones  fondly  he  press'd. 

3  Tenderly,  tenderly,  free  from  alarms, 
Jesus  now  folds  the  dear  lambs  in  his  arms. 
Hark!  there  is  melody  thro'  the  air  borne — 
Borne  from  the  "  happy  land"  whither  they're  gone  : 
"  Parents,  and  sisters,  and  brothers  most  dear ! 
Weep  not,  but  meet  us,  oh,  meet  with  us  here ! 
Tenderly,  tenderly,  free  from  alarms, 
Jesus  now  folds  us,  his  lambs,  in  his  arms." 

Resting  at  home. 

1  Joyfully,  joyfully  onward  I  move, 
Bound  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  above  ; 
Angelic  choristers,  sing  as  I  come — 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home  ! 
Soon  with  my  pilgrimage  ended  below, 
Home  to  the  land  of  bright  spirits  I  go  ; 
Pilgrim  and  stranger  no  more  shall  I  roam  : 
Joyfully,  joyfully  resting  at  home. 

2  Friends,   fondly  cherished,  have  passed  on 

before  ; 
Waiting,  they  watch  me   approaching    the 

shore ; 
Singing  to  cheer   me  thro'  death's   chilling 

gloom: 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home. 


Sounds  of  sweet  melody  fall  on  my  ear  ; 
Harps  of  the  blessed,  your  voices  I  hear  ! 
Kings  with  the  harmony  heaven's  high  dome, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home. 
Death,  with  thy  weapons  of  war  lay  me  low, 
Strike,  king  of  terrors  !  I  fear  not  the  blow  ; 
Jesus  hath  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb  ! 
Joyfully,  joyfully  will  I  go  home. 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  banished,  his  scepter  be  gone; 
Joyfully,  then,  shall  I  witness  his  doom, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  safely  at  home. 
Jesus  hath  come. 
1  Happy  the  spirit  released  from  its  clay  ; 
Happy  the  soul  that  goes  bounding  away  ; 
Singing,  as  upward  it  hastes  to  the  skies, 
Victory  !  victory  !  homeward  I  rise. 
Many  the  toils  it  has  passed  through  below, 
Many  the  seasons  of  trial  and  woe ; 
Many  the  doubtings  it  never  should  sing, 
Victory  !  victory  !  thus  on  the  wing. 
How  can  we  wish  them  recalled  from  their 

home, 
Longer  in  sorrowing  exile  to  roam  ? 
Safely  they  passed  from  their  troubles  beneath, 
Victory  !  victory  !  shouting  in  death. 
Thus  let  them  slumber,  till  Christ  from  the 

skies, 
B:ds  them  in  glorified  body  arise  ; 
Singing,   as   upward  they  spring  from  the 

tomb, 
Victory  !  victory  !  Jesus  hath  come. 


38 


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2.  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole,  And  calms  the  troubled  breast;  'Tis  manna  to     the 

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for  all  mankind,  Bless  God,  salvation's  free. 

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2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groaned  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown  ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  !     Cho. 

3  "Well  might  the  sun  in  darkness  hide, 

And  shut  his  glories  in, 
When  Christ  the  mighty  Maker  diod 
For  man  the  creature's  ein.     Ono. 


Je-sus  died  for  me. 

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4  Tims  might  I  hide  my  blushing  faee 

While  his  dear  cross  appears, 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears.      Cuo. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe  : 
H^r?,  Lord,  I  give  myself  away  ; 
'Tie  all  that  I  can  do.     Cno. 


O  LAMB  OF  GOD. 


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O  Lamb  of  God,  enthroned  on  high. 
Thyself  before  the  Father's  eye 

Forever  interceding. 
To  mercy's  seat,  with  access  nigh, 
My  daily  prayers  shall  upward  fly, 
My  daily  prayers  shall  upward  fly, 

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2.  Beau-ti  -  ful  faith  that   lifts   me    up,       Where  I    may  taste  the      bit  -  ter  cup  ; 

3.  Beau-ti-  ful  cross .  of    Cal  -  va  -  ry,        Oh!    how  my   spi  -  rit     clings  to  thee; 

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Beau-  ti  -  ful  faith  that     bids    me  bear       Crosses     and   ills,   his     love     to   share ; 

Beau-ti-  ful  faith  that     brings  thee  near  :  Beau-ti-  ful    love  that  makes  thee  dear ; 

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Beau-  ti  -  ful  faith,  when  tempest  toss'd  ;  Beau-  ti  -  ful  faith  in        Je  -  sus'  cross. 

Beau-  ti  -  ful  cross  and  faith  and  love,  Send-  ing   me  up  to     heaven  a  -  bove. 


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SPEAK  OP  JESUS. 


43 


Speak  of  Jesits. 

1  Oh.  speak  of  Jesus  !  other  names 

Have  lost  for  me  their  interest  now  ; 
His  is  the  only  one  that  claims 

To  be  an  antidote  for  woe  : 
It  falls  like  music  on  tlie  ear, 
When  nothing  else  can  soothe  or  cheer. 

2  Oh,  speak  of  Jesus  !  of  his  power, 

As  perfect  God,  and  perfect  man, 
Which  day  by  day,  and  hour  by  hour, 

A 8  he  wrought  out  the  wondrous  plan, 
Led  him,  as  God,  to  save  and  heal ; 
As  man  to  sympathize  and  feel. 

3  Oh,  speak  of  Jesus — of  his  death  ! 

For  us  he  lived,  for  us  he  died  ; 
"  'Tis  finished,"  with  his  latest  breath, 

The  Lord,  Jehovah-Jesus,  cried  ; 
That  death  of  shame  and  agony 
Won  life,  eternal  life  for  me ! 

4  Ye s,  speak  of  Jesus  while  mine  ear 

Can  listen  to  a  human  voice  ! 
That  name  my  parting  soul  will  cheer, 

Will  bid  me  e'en  in  death  rejoice  ; 
Then  prove,  when  these  clay  bonds  are  riven 
My  passport  at  the  gates  of  heaven  ! 

Glory  to  God,  that  grace  is  free. 
1  Sacrifice  sweet,  oh  !  let  me  bring 
Glory  and  praise  to  God,  my  king  ; 
Hath  he  not  saved  my  soul  from  sin  ? 
Cleansed  me,  and  made  me  pure  within  1 
Glory  to  God,  my  cry  shall  be, 
Glory  to  God,  that  grace  is  free. 


2  When  I  had  wandered  far  away, 
Feeding  on  husks  the  live-long  day, 
Fondly  my  Father  called  my  name  ; 
Gladly  I  left  my  sin  and  shame. 
Glory  to  God,  my  cry  shall  be, 
Glory  to  God,  that  grace  is  free. 

3  Jesus,  my  Saviour,  keeps  me  true, 
Scatters  my  sins  like  morning  dew  ; 
Bidding  me  lean  on  his  faithful  breast, 
Peacefully  soothes  rny  soul  to  rest. 
Glory  to  God,  my  cry  shall  be, 
Glory  to  God,  that  grace  is  free. 

Tell  me,  sweet  angels. 

1  Tell  me,  sweet  angels,  up  above, 
Tuning  your  harps,  in  joy  and  love  ; 
Tell  me  how  long  my  feet  must  stray 
Over  the  rough  and  thorny  way  ; 
Over  the  rocks  and  desei'ts  bare, 

Tell  me,  eweet  angels,  bright  and  fair. 

2  Lonely  and  sad,  I  wander  hero, 
Longing  for  heavenly  music  near  ; 
List'ning  for  tones  I  loved,  below, 
Far  in  the  years  of  long  ago. 

Lead  me,  sweet  angels,  while  I  pray, 
Nearer  the  pearly  gates  of  day. 

3  Trusting,  I'll  wait  the  choral  band, 
Mingling  its  way  from  Canaan's  land  ; 
Watching,  I'll  wait  aud  not  repine, 
Feeling  the  joys  of  heaven  are  mine  ; 
Weeping  no  more,  life's  ills  I'll  bear  ; 
Bless  me,  sweet  angels,  bright  and  fair. 


44  ROCK  OF  AGES. 

1.  Rock  of    a  -ges!  cleft  for  me,  Let    me     hide  my  -  self  in  thee;  Let  the  wa   -  ter 

2.  Should  my  tears  for-cv  -  er  flow,  Should  ray   zeal    no  languor  know,  This  for  sin  could 

3.  While  I  draw  this  fleeting  breath,  Wh&nminc  eye-  lids  close  in  death,  When  I  rise        to 

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not  a  -  tone  ;  Thon  must  save,  and  thou  a  -  lone  :  In  my  hand  no  price  I  bring 
worlds  unknown,  And  behold     thee     on  thy  throne,  Rock  of      a    -  ges  !  cleft    for  me, 


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Simp-ly      to      thy  cross  I     cling.  Trust  thy  saving  love  and  power ; 

Let      me     hide  my- self    in   thee  Trust  thee  every  day  and  honr  : 

y  J  *   lrust  thy  blood  to  cleanse  my  soul ; 

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I  Trust  thee  till  my  feet  shall  be 

Planted  on  the  crystal  sea! 


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1.  My  faith  looks  up     to  thee,  1  hou  Lamb  of  Cal-va  -  ry  :  Saviour    divine !  Now  hear  me 

2.  May  thy  rich  grace  im-part   Strength  to  my  fainting  heart.  My  zeal  inspire!  As  thou  hast 

3.  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread,  And  griefs  around  me  spread,  Be  thou  my  guide;  Bid  darkness 

while  I  pray  ;  Take  all    my  guilt    a-  way  ;     O,    lot  me  from  this  day,     Be  wholly  thine ! 
died  for  me,     O,    may    my  Jove     to  thee,  Pure,  warm,  and  changeless   be —  A  liv  -ing  lire ! 
turn  to     day,  Wipe  sorrow's  tears   a-  way,     Nor  let  me  ev-  er   6 tray  From  thee  aside. 


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When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  q'er  me  roll, 
Blest  Saviour!  then,  in  love, 
Fear  and  distrust  remove  ; 
Oh,  bear  me  save  above — 

A  ransomed  6oul ! 

"  Forsake  me  not  when  my  strength  faileth." 
Lowly  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 


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Father  divine !  " 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath, 
:Owning  that  life  and  death  :|| 
Alike  are  thine. 

O  Father  !  in  that  hour 

When  earth  all  succoring  power 

Shall  disavow, 
When  spear,  and  shield,  and  crown 
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Sustain  us  thou ! 


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2  "We  meet  to  bid  the  sad  farewell ; 

To  love,  to  sigh,  to  part ; 
Alas  how  soon  the  sweetest  spell 
Is  driven  from  the  heart ! 

3  The  fairest  flowers  we  fondly  love, 

How  soon  their  beauty  dies  ! 
But  purer  they  will  bloom  above, 
In  bowers  of  paradise. 

4  In  that  bright,  happy  land  afar, 

We'll  find  the  loved,  the  lost ; 
And  nought  our  happiness  can  mar, 
When  life's  rough  sea  is  crossed. 


A  sure  and  quiet  home. 

1  How  glorious  is  the  land  we  seek, 
A  land  without  a  tomb  ; 


An  everlasting  resting-place, 
A  sure  and  quiet  home. 

2  Far  sunnier  than  the  hills  of  timo 
Are  its  eternal  hills  ; 
Far  fresher  than  the  rills  of  earth 
Are  its  eternal  riils. 


3  No  blight  can  fall  upon  its  flowers, 
No  darkness  fill  its  air  ; 
It  has  a  day  forever  bright, 
For  Christ,  its  sun,  is  there. 


4  O  Sun  of  love  and  peace,  arise ! 

Thy  light  upon  us  beam  ; 

For  all  this  life  is  but  a  sleep, 

And  all  this  world  a  dream.     H.  Bonar. 


48 


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SHALL  WE  MEET.    Concluded. 


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2  Shall  we  meet  no  more  to  part 

When  we  get  beyond  the  tide  1 

Every  blossom  that  we  mourned 

As  it  vanished  from  our  side, 
Every  young  and  tender  bud 

Stricken  down  by  death's  cold  dart, 
Shall  we  clasp  them  in  our  arms 
Shall  we  meet  no  more  to  part? 
Cho.     Shpll  we  meet  no  more  to  part, 
Shall  we  clasp  them  in  our  arms, 
Shall  we  meet  no  more  to  part  1 


Shall  we  meet  no  more  to  part 

With  our  blessed  Saviour  there, 
With  the  saints  and  angels  too, 

In  that  world  so  bright  and  fair '! 
Shall  we  dare  to  love  them  all 

With  an  overflowing  heart  1 
Will  the}'  never  leave  our  side, 

Shall  we  meet  no  more  to  part  ? 
Cho.     Shall  we  meet  no  more  to  part, 
Will  they  never  leave  us  more, 
Shall  we  meet  no  more  to  part  ? 


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SO  THERE  YET  IS  ROOM. 

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room, 
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THERE  YET  IS  ROOM.    Concluded. 


3  Tvll  it  to  the  sons  of  India, 
Sunk  in  degradation  deep  ; 

Publish  it  to  Afric's  people, 

Christ  for  them  doth  mercy  keep. 
Wanderers  from  the  heavenly  home, 
O  return  !  there  yet  is  room. 

4  Tell  it  in  the  lanes  and  alleys  ; 
Shout  it  to  the  gates  of  hell ; 

Echo  it  O  hills  and  valleys, 

Let  the  sound  the  wide  world  fill  : 
Daily  crowds  to  glory  come  ; 
Heaven's  not  full,  there  yet  is  room. 

Joys  of  heaven. 

CHILDREN. 

1  Tell  us  of  the  joys  of  heaven, 
Ye  who  know  a  Saviour's  love  ; 

What  to  Christians  will  be  given, 
In  the  glorious  world  above. 

TEACHER. 

Human  tongue  can  ne'er  declare 
All  that  they  inherit  there. 

CHILDREN. 

2  Will  they  dwell  with  Christ  forever 
In  the  realms  beyond  the  tomb  ? 

And  will  he  be  absent  never 

From  the  Christian's  final  home  ? 

TEACHER. 

They  with  Christ  shall  ever  dwell, 
See  his  face,  his  wonders  tell. 


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CHILDREN. 

3  Will  they  see  the  Father's  glory 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 

While  they  sing  redemption's  story, 
In  that  holy,  happy  place  ? 

TEACHER. 

They  shall  see  that  vision  blest, 
When  they  enter  into  rest. 

CHILDREN. 

4  Will  the  blessed,  Ho'ly  Spirit 
In  that  land  of  rest  be  known  ; 

And  will  they  his  love  inherit, 

As  they  stand  around  the  throne  1 

TEACHER. 

All  who  now  his  voice  obey, 
Shall  behold  his  heavenly  ray. 

CHILDREN. 

5  Will  not  death,  or  night,  or  anguish, 
In  that  happy  land  be  found  ? 

And  will  none  in  sorrow  languish, 
Where  the  healing  waves  abound  ? 

TEACHER. 

Sickness,  sorrow,  darkness,  pain, 
Never  will  admittance  gain. 

CHILDREN. 

6  Lead  us,  then,  to. that  salvation, 
Where  the  living  waters  flow  ; 

Guide  us  to  that  heavenly  station, 
For  the  way  full  well  ye  know. 

TEACHER. 

All  these  blessings  they  receive 
Who  in  Jesus  Christ  believe. 

Dr.  T.  Hastings. 


52 


THE  CHRISTIAN'S  GUIDE. 


M.  M.  Welu. 


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(  Ho-  ly  Spirit  faithful  Guide,  E  v-er  near  the  Christian's  side ; 
{  Gently  lead  us  by  the  hand,  Pilgrims  in  a  desert  land, 
(  Ev  -er  present,  truest  Friend,  Ever  near,  thine  aid  to  lend, 
(  Leave  us  not,  to  doubt  and  fear,  Groping  on  in  darkness  drear, 


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Waiting  still  for  sweet  release, 
Nothing  left  but  heaven  and  prayer, 
Wond'ring  if  our  names  were  there  ; 


Wading  deep  the  dismal  flood, 
Pleading  nought  but  Jesus'  blood  ; 
Whisper  softly,  wanderer,  come  ! 
Follow  me,  I'll  guide  thee  home! 


OUR  HAPPY  HOME. 


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2.  There  the  Saviour     we  shall  see,     And  our  voi-ces  then  will  be   Tun'd  to  heaven's 

3.  O,     how  sweet  to  think  of  hcav'n,  Happy  home  to  children  giv'n  ;    Here,  "  by  sin  and 

4.  Fa-  ther,  guide  our  steps  a  -  right,  May  it   be    our   great  de-  light  To  live  ho  -  lv 

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1.  There   is   a  land  of  pure  delight,  Where  saints  immortal  reign  ;  E  -  ter-  nal  day  ex- 

2.  There  everlasting  spring  abides,  And  never-withering  flowers  :  Death,  like  a  narrow 

3.  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood,  Arid  view  the  landscape  o'er,  Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor 


eludes  the  night,  And  pleasures  ban-  ish  pain.     And   we're  a    hap- py   pilgrim  band, 
sea,       di  -  vides  This  heavenly  land  from    ours, 
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1.  On  Jor-dan's  storni-y  banks    I  stand,  And  cast,   a     wish-fal  eye      To  Ca-naan's  fair  and 

2.  Oh,  the     transporting,  rapturous  scene.  That  ris  -  es     to    my  sight!  Sweet  fields  array'd  in 

3.  O'er  all  those  wide-ex-  tend  -ed  plains    Shines  one     e  -  ter  -  nal  day  ;  There  God  the  Son  for- 

4.  When  shall  I  reach  that    hap-  pv  place,  And  be  for  -  ev  -  er  bless'd  ?  When  shall  I  see  my 

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2  Beautiful  heaven  where  all  is  light, 
Beautiful  angels,  clothed  in  white  ; 
Beautiful  strains  that  never  tire, 
Beautiful  harps  through  all  the  choir ; 
There  shall  I  join  the  chorus  sweet, 
Worshiping  at  the  Saviour's  feet. 

3  Beautiful  crowns  on  every  brow, 
Beautiful  palms  the  conquerors  show  ; 
Beautiful  robes  the  ransomed  wear, 


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Beautiful  all  who  enter  there  ; 

Thither  I  press  with  eager  feet, 

There  shall  my  rest  be  long  and  sweet. 

4  Beautiful  throne  for  Christ  our  King, 
Beautiful  6ongs  the  angels  sing  ; 
Beautiful  rest — all  wanderings  cease, 
Beautiful  home  of  perfect  peace  ; 
There  shall  my  eyes  the  Saviour  see, 
Haste  to  hi6  heavenly  home  with  me. 


Words  by  Mrs. 
„  SOLO. 


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M.    A.    KlDDER. 


DREAM  OF  HEAVEN. 


1.  I  dreamed  a  dream  of  heaven  So   beau-  ti-ful   and  bright,  Where  an  -  gels  clad  in 

2.  I  dreamed  a  dream  of  heaven   A     land     beyond  the  tomb,   Where  tears   are  wiped  from 

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On  Canaan's  happy  shore  ; 

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Of  saving  grace  and  dying  lore, 
Cho. — Of  glory  to  God,  &o. 


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OUR  GLORIOUS  FLAG. 


1.  Our  glo  -  ri  -  ous  flag,    it  floats  on  high,  Against  the  fair  and    a  -  zure  sky  ;  The 

2.  Oh  !  beau-ti  -  ful   emblem,  floating  free  ;  Ad  -  miring   na-  tions  look  on  thee  ;  Oh  ! 


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On      in   thy  beau-ty,  bright  flag   so    dear. 

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3  Our  glorious  flag,  no  flaw  or  stain, 
Should  e'er  beneath  its  folds  remain  ; 
Nor  ever  one  star  forget  to  shine, 
That  sparkles  within  the  blue  divine. 

Still  float  on,  Ac. 

4  Our  glorious  flag,  long  may  it  wave 
Above  each  noble  patriot's  grave  ; 

And  covered  with  glory,  heavenward  fly, 
The  emblem  of  peace  and  liberty  ! 
Still  float  on,  Ac. 

That  beautiful  land. 

1  A  beautiful  land  by  faith  I  see, 
A  land  of  rest,  from  sorrow  free, 
The  home  of  the  ransomed,  bright,  and  fair 
And  beautiful  angels  too  are  there. 

Cho. — Will  you  go  ?  will  you  go  ? 

Go  to  that  beautiful  land  with  me  ? 


Will  you  go  ?  will  you  go  ? 

Go  to  that  beautiful  land  with  me  ? 

2  That  beautiful  land  were  all  is  light, 

It  ne'er  has  known  the  shades  of  night ; 
The  glory  of  God,  the  light  of  day 
Hath  driven  the  darkness  far  away. 
Will  you  go,  ifec. 

3  In  vision  T  see  its  streets  of  gold, 
Its  beautiful  gates,  I  too  behold, 
The  river  of  life,  the  crystal  sea, 
The  ambrosial  fruit  of  life's  fair  tree. 

Will  you  go,  tfec. 

i  The  heavenly  throng  arrayed  in  white, 
In  rapture  range  the  plains  of  light ; 
And  in  one  harmonious  choir  they  praise 
Their  glorious  Saviour's  matchless  grace. 
Will  you  go,  die. 


63 

Words  by  J.  F.  "Weston 


REALMS  OP  THE  BLEST. 


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2  Life's  dangers  may  compass  me  round, 

And  my  faith  may  be  put  to  the  test  ; 
I'll  trust  to  the  gospel's  glad  sound, 
That  guides  even  me  to  my  rest. 

3  I  hope  my  dear  fathor'll  be  there, 

With  my  mother,  and  sister  so  dear, 
My  teacher,  whose  thrice  tender  care 
Hath  taught  me  sin's  dark  path  to  fear. 

4  I  hope  that  the  day  is  at  hand, 

When  the  tempter's  dominion  will  cease : 
When  Christ,  o'er  the  sea  and  the  land, 
Shall  reign  in  an  unending  peace. 

N.  B.     Repeat  the  first  verse  to  conclude. 

What  must  it  he  to  be  there  ? 
1  We  speak  of  the  realms  of  the  bless'd, 
Of  that  country  so  bright  and  so  fair, 
And  oft  are  its  glories  confess'd  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 


2  We  speak  of  its  pathways  of  gold, 

Of  its  walls  deck'd  with  jewels  so  rare, 
Its  wonders  and  pleasures  untold  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there! 


3  We  speak  of  its  freedom  from  sin, 

From  all  sorrow,  temptation,  and  care, 
From  trials  without  and  within  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there  ! 

4  We  6peak  of  its  service  of  love, 

And  the  robes  which  the  glorified  wear, 
The  church  of  the  first-born  above  ; 
But  what  must  it  be  to  be  there ! 

5  Do  thou,  Lord,  'mid  sorrow  and  woe, 

Still  for  heaven  my  spirit  prepare, 
And  shortly  I  also  shall  know, 
And  feel,  what  it  is  to  be  there. 


e*  OH  SAY,  SHALL  WE  MEET  YOU  ALL  THERE? 

„         Solo. 

^X  Where     do  you  jour  -ney  ray  bro  -  ther.    Oh  where  do  3-011  jour-  ney    I       pray  ? 


Where  do  you  jour-  ney  my      sis  -    tar,     For  storm  -y  aud  dark     is    the     ^FaT"? 
Duett.  * 

We're  jonr-neying  on-war  J  to  Ca-  naan,  Through  suffering  and  trial   and      care,     And 


when     we  get    safe-  ly  to     glo  -    ry,       Oh    say  shall  we  meet  3-011    all       there? 
.CHORUS.  .  ,      ,  s  N       . 


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2   What  is  your  mission,  ray  brother, 
O  !  what  is  your  mission  below? 
What  is  your  mission,  my  sister, 

As  journeying  onward  you  go? 
Our  mission  is  practicing  mercy, 

Sweet  charity,  patience,  and  love, 
And  following  the  footsteps  of  Jesus 
That  lead  to  (lie  mansions  above ! 
Cho.  -  Oh  !  say  shall  we,  <fcc. 
S  Oh  !  yes,  yon  will  meet  us,  my  brother, 
God  helping  oar  weakness  and  sin. 
And  bearing  the  cross,  we,  my  sister, 

The  crown  will  endeavor  to  win. 
We'll  walkthrough  the  vale  and  the  shadow, 

Through  suffering,  and  trials,  and  care, 
And  when  you  get  safely  to  glory 

You'll  meet,  yes,  you  11  meet  us  all  there! 
Clio. — Oh  !  yes,  you  will  meet,  dec. 


Over  the  river. 


1  Over  the  river,  I'm  going, 

Beyond  where  the  pearly  gates  stand, 
Over  the  cold  icy  billows, 

To  live  in  a  fair  sunny  land. 
My  Father  has  built  me  a  mansion, 

And  tilled  it  with  treasures  of  gold, 
||  .Yes,  over  the  river  I'm  going, 

||  :To  where  there  are  pleasures  untold.  :| 

2  Over  the  river  I'm  going  : 

Oh,  seek  not  to  draw  me  aside ; 
See,  for  the  boatman  is  waiting 

To  ferry  me  over  the  tide. 
My  Saviour  is  there  to  receive  me, 

And  shield  me  from  suffering  and  cold  5 
Yes,  over  the  river  I'm  going, 

To  where  there  are  pleasures  untold. 


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Words  by  J.  P.  Ellis. 


THE  SHINING  WAY. 


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way  by  angels  trod,  Whin  Christ  s  redeemed  in     un-  ion  walk  The  Shining  Way  of  God. 

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mortals  tire  and  plod,  For  Christ's  redeemed  are  kings  who  praise  The  Shining  Way  of  God. 

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Where  all  is  fair  ; 
Where  is  seen  no  1 

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Where  no  tea.r  shall  era  fall, 

Nor  heart  be  sad  ; 
Where  the  glory  is  for  all, 

And  all  are  glad. 


68 


NEARER    MY    HOME. 


h  n 


1.  Sweetly  this  solemn  thought  Can  cheer  the  evening  hour,  Im  nearer  to  my  home  to-dayThaa 

2.  Nearer  the  nightless  day,  Nor  sun  nor  moon  to  shim1,  Nearer  the  fountains  pure  and  deep,  Wa- 

3.  Near- er  the  pearly  gates,  The  ci-  ty  pure  as   gold;  Nearer  1  lie  presence  of  its  King,  To 

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share  His  love  un  told. 


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4  Nearer  my  Father's  house, 
Where  many  mansions  be  ; 

Nenrer  the  glorious  great  white  throne, 
Nearer  the  crystal  sea. 


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5  Nearer  the  Vale  of  Death, 
To  lay  my  burden  down. 

Nearer  to  wear  the  victor's  erows. 
And  stand  before  the  throne. 


FINISH  THY  WORK. 


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On  some  celestial  hill, 
And  of  its  strength-reviving  air 
Take  thou  thy  fill. 

4  Finish  thy  work,  then  go  in  peace  ; 

Life's  battle  fought  and  won, 
Hear  from  the  throne  the  Master's  voice, 
"  Well  done!  well  done !" 


5  Finish  thy  work,  then  take  thy  harp, 

Give  praise  to  God  above  ; 
Sing  a  new  song  of  mighty  joy 
And  endless  love. 

6  Thankful  to  Him  who  held  thee  up 

In  all  thy  path  below, 
Who  made  thee  faithful  unto  death, 
And  crowns  thee  now  ! 


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Words,  idle  words  for  earnest  deeds, 

We  reap  with  toil  and  pain4 — 
Nothing  but  leaves. 

3  Nothing  but  leaves,  sad  memory  weaves  ; 

No  vail  to  hide  the  past, 
And  jib  we  trace  our  weary  way, 


Counting  each  lost  and  misspent  day 
Sadly  we  find  at  last — 
Nothing  but  leaves. 

Ah  !  who  shall  thus  the  Mfister  meet, 

Bearing  but  withered  leaves  ? 
Ah  !  who  shall  at  the  Saviour's  feet, 
Before  the  awful  judgment  seat 
Lay  down,  for  golde«  sheaves 
Nothing  but  leaves. 


PARTING  HYMN. 


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1.  When  shall  we  meet     a- gain?  Meet  ne'er  to     6ev -er?       When  will  peace  wreathe  her 

2.  "When  shall  love  free  -ly  flow,     Fure    as  life's    riv -er?       "When  shall  sweet  friendship 

3.  Soon    shall  we  meet     a- gain,    Meet  ne'er   to     sev -er  ;       Soon  will  peace  wreathe  her 


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chain  Round  us  for-ev  -  er  ?  Our  hearts  will  ne'er  re  -  pose,  Safe  from  each  hlast  that 

glow,  Changeless  forev  -  er  ?  Where  joys  ce  -  les  -  tial  thrill,  Where  bliss  each  heart  shall 

chain  Round  us  for-ev  -  er.  Our  hearts  will  then   re  -  pose,  Safe  from  all  world  -  ly 
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73 


DAY  OP  TRIUMPH. 


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1.  Morning  breaks  up-on    the  tomb,  .Te  -  sus  scatters    all    its  gloom  :  Day   of    triumph 

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Support  in  Christ. 

1  Everlasting  arms  of  love 
Are  benealh.  around,  above  : 
He  who  left  his  throne  of  light, 
And  unnumbered  angels  bright  ; 
He  who  on  the  accursed  tree 
Gave  his  precious  life  for  me — 
He  it  is  that  bears  me  on, 

His  the  arm  I  lean  upon. 

Cho.— Gladly  will  I  journey  on, 

"With  his  arm  to  lean  upon. 

2  He  who  now,  enthroned  above, 
Still  retains  his  heart  of  love, 
Marking  still  each  falling  tear 
Of  his  burdened  pilgrims  here  ; 
He  who  wields  creation's  rod, 
He  my  Brother,  yet  my  God  ; 
Faithful  he,  wlmte'er  betide, 

Is  my  everlasting  guide  ! 
8  All  things  hasten  to  decay, 
Earth  and  seas  will  pass  away  ; 
Soon  will  yonder  circling  sun 
Cease  his  blazing  course  to  run. 


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Scenes  will  vary,  friends  grow  strange, 
But  the  changeless  cannot  change  : 
Gladly  will  1  journey  on, 
With  his  arm  to  lean  upon. 

The  heavenly  theme. 

1  Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme, 
Sing  aloud  of  Jesus'  name  ; 
Ye,  who  his  salvation  prove, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 
Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears, 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears  : 

See  your  guilt  and  curse  remove, 
Cancelled  by  redeeming  love. 

Cho. — Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above,  . 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love  ! 

2  Welcome  all  by  sin  oppressed, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest  : 
Nothing  brought  him  from  above, 
Nothing  but  redeeming  Jove. 
Hither,  then,  your  music  bring, 

'  Strike  aloud  each  joyful  string  : 
Mortals,  join  the  hosts  above, 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  loye. 


74 


BRIGHT    BEAMS. 


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1.  Bright  beams  from  Iieav'n  are  breaking,  O'er  Bethlehem's  darkened  plains  ; 

2.  Glad     tidings  of  sal-  va  -  tion,  The   her- aid  au-gel  brings 

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na  -  tion,  With  healing  in  his  wings  ;    Soft  slumbering  in     a      manger,    An    infant  Saviour 


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3  They  listen  to  the  story 

Of  the  Redeemer's  birth, 
When  shouts  of  "  highest  glory  " 

Descend  upon  the  earth  : 
Good  will  to  man  is  given, 

The  penitent  may  live, 
And  be  at  peace  with  heaven, 

For  God  can  now  forgive. 

4  Glory  to  God  for  ever— 

To  God  who  reigns  on  high  ; 
"Whose  hand  can  now  deliver 

The  souls  condemned  to  die  ! 
0,  bear  the  tidings  blissful 

To  every  distant  land, 
The  world  will  be  successful — 

Who  can  its  power  withstand ! 

Gospel  Banner. 

1  Now  be  the  gospel  banner 

In  every  land  unfurl'd  ; 
And  be  the  shout  Hosanna 

Re-echoed  through  the  world  : 
Till  every  isle  and  nation, 

Till  every  tribe  and  tongue, 
Receive  the  great  salvation, 

And  join  the  happy  throng. 

2  Yes,  thou  shalt  reign  forever, 

O,  Jesus,  king  of  kings  ! 
Thy  light,  thy  love,  thy  favor, 

Each  ransom'd  captive  sings  : 
The  isles  for  thee  are  waiting, 

The  deserts  learn  thy  praise  ; 
The  hills  and  valleys  greeting, 

The  song  responsive  raise.       Hastings. 


Voice  of  singing. 

1  When  shall  the  voice  of  singing 

Flow  joyfully  along  ? 
When  hill  and  valley  ringing 

With  one  triumphant  song, 
Proclaim  the  contest  ended, 

And  him  who  once  was  slain,  ] 
Again  to  earth  descended, 

In  righteousness  to  reign. 

2  Then  from  the  craggy  mountains 

The  sacred  shout  shall  fly  ; 
And  shady  vales  and  fountains 

Shall  echo  the  reply. 
High  tower  and  lowly  dwelling 

Shall  send  the  chorus  round, 
All  hallelujahs  swelling 

In  one  eternal  sound  !  Pratt's  Col. 

Hosanna  to  his  name. 

1  When  his  salvation  bringing, 

To  Zion  Jesus  came, 
The  children  all  stood  singing 

Hosanna  to  his  name. 
Nor  did  their  zeal  offend  him, 

But  as  he  rode  along, 
He  bade  them  still  attend  him, 

And  smiled  to  hear  their  song. 

2  We'll  flock  around  his  banner, 

Who  sits  upon  the  throne, 
And  sing  aloud,  Hosanna  ! 

To  David's  royal  Son. 
For  should  we  fail  proclaiming 

Our  great  Redeemer's  praise, 
The  stones  our  silence  shaming, 

Would  their  hosannas  raise. 


76 


JUDEA'S  PLAINS. 


Words  by  WM.  OLAND  BOURNE. 


Music  by  E.  MOORE. 


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CHORUS. 


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To  the  name  of  Christ  our  king, 
And  with  joy  and  gladness  bow, 

While  our  youthful  praise  we  sing, 
Jesus  is  the  children's  friend  ; 

He  will  hear  their  earnest  prayer  ; 
He  will  lead  them  to  the  end 

And  will  keep  them  in  his  care. 
Glory  in  the,  ifcc. 


3  Let  the  joyful  tidings  fly 

All  the  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  all  lands  beneath  the  sky 

Hear  and  love  the  holy  sound — 
Till  the  Saviour's  name  is  known, 

Friend,  Redeemer,  Prince  of  Peace, 
And  in  rapture  to  his  throne 

Praise  shall  evermore  increase. 
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Cease  thy  mourning !  Zi  -  on  still    is    well   beloved,    Zi  -  on  still  is      well    beloved. 
Great  deliverance,  Zi  -  on's  King  vouchsafes  to  send,  Zi-on's  King  vouchsafes  to  send. 

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2.  Stoops  the  King  of  heav'n  so  low,     All  his  depth  of  love     to  show;  Let  him 

3.  Angels  chant  jour   heaven-ly  strain,  Send  it  back  to  earth     a -gain;  Men  and 

4.  May  our  lives  his  praise  express,  And  our  tougaes  his  name  con-fess  ;  Heart,  an 


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glory,    singing      glo  -  ry, 


pears  on  earth,  An-gelhost  proclaim  his  birth.   Singing 
earth,  in  heaven;  Let  all  praise  to  him     be  given. 
Prince,  and  King,  Ev  -ery  voice  the  an-them  sing, 
will      be  His  ;  End   of  all      e  -  ter-  nal  bliss. 

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BREAKING  MORN. 


S.  Main. 


1.  Christian,  the  morn  breaks  sweetly  o'er  thee,  And  all   the  midnight  sha-  dows   fleo, 


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CHORUS. 


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A  -  rise  !  a-   rise!      the  light  breaks  o'er  thee;  Thy  name  is  graven  on    the  throne  ; 


BREAKING  MORN.    Concluded. 


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2  Tossed  on  the  dark,  proud  waves  of  ocean, 
Camly  composed,  undaunted  be  ; 

'Midst  the  fierce  tempest's  dread  commotion, 
Thy  God  doth  still  remember  theo. 


Cho. — Arise  !  arise!  the  light  breaks  o'er  thee  ; 
Thy  name  is  graven  on  the  throne  ; 
Thy  home  is  in  the  world  of  glory, 
"Where  thy  Redeemer  reigns  alone. 

3  Christian,  behold  !  the  land  is  nearing, 
And  the  wild  sea-storm's  rage  is  o'er, 

List!  to  the  heavenly  hosts  now  cheering  ; 
See  !  in  what  throngs  they  range  the  shore. 


Cho. — Arise  !  arise !  the  light  breaks  o'er  thee ; 
Thy  name  is  graven  on  the  throne  ; 
Thy  home  is  in  the  world  of  glory, 
Where  thy  Redeemer  reigns  alone. 


4  Cheer  up  !  cheer  up  !  the  light  breaks  o'er  thee. 
Bright  as  the  summer's  noontide  ray  ; 

The  starry  crown  in  realms  of  glory  ; 
invites  the  happy  soul  away. 


Cho. — Away  !  away!  leave  all  for  glory, 

Thy  name  is  graven  on  the  throne  ; 
Thy  home  is  in  the  world  of  glory, 
Where  thy  Redeemer  reigns  alone. 


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ANGELS    SINGING. 


When  of  old,  sweet  an- gel  singing,  Borne  upon  the  morning  \rinds,  To  the  air  of 
Still  the  same  sweet  song  is  singing,  If  we  on  -  ly  strive  to  hear  ;  When  the  heart  is 
Oh       ye  heav-y  hearts  and  weary,  Earthly  joys  can  not  suffice  ;  Brightest  prospects 


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up  -  ward  winging,  Then  the  angels  do  appear;  When  we  list  -  en  to  the  sto  - 
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All     our  fears  and  sorrows  cease,  Un  -  to  God  a  -  bove,  Ac. 
He     will  from  all     sin   release,    Un  -  to  God  a  -  bovo,  &c. 

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CHORUS. 


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Soon  our  eyes  shall  also  see  ; 
Il|  Then  we'll  sing,  "'Tis  He,  'tis  He  ! 
Glory,  glory,  glory !" 


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THE    BATTLE    WON. 


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THE   BATTLE  WON".    Concluded. 


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3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal — 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell  ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise, 
Christ  hath  opened  paradise. 

4  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head  : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise, 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies  ! 

Hark  !  the  song  of  jubilee. 

1  Hark!  the  song  of  jubilee, 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 
When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  ! 

2  See,  Jehovah's  banner  furled  ; 

Sheathed  his  sword  : — lie  speaks — 'tis  done. 
Now  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 
Are  the  kingdom  of  his  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  supreme,  unbounded  sway; 
He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 
Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away. 

4  Hallelujah !  for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign  ; 
Hallelujah  ! — let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

5  Hallelujah  !  hark  !  the  sound, 

From  the  depths  unto  the  skies, 
Wakes,  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  creation's  harmonies. 


The  Lord  Jesus  shall  be  revealed  from  heaven. 

1  Hark  !  that  shout  of  rapturous  joy, 

Bursting  forth  from  yonder  cloud  ! 
Jesus  comes,  and  through  the  sky 
Angels  tell  their  joy  aloud  ! 

2  Hark  !  the  trumpet's  awful  voice 

Sounds  abroad,  through  sea  and  land  ; 
Let  his  people  now  rejoice  ! 
Their  redemption  is  at  hand. 

3  See  !  the  Lord  appears  in  view  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  before  him  fly  ! 
Rise,  ye  saints,  he  comes  for  you — 
Rise  to  meet  him  in  the  sky. 

Children's  praise  to  the  Trinity. 

1  Glory  to  the  Father  give, 

God  in  whom  we  move  and  live  ! 
Children's  prayers  he  deigns  to  hear  ; 
Children's  songs  delight  his  ear. 

2  Glory  to  the  Son  we  bring, 

Christ  our  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King  ! 
Children  !  raise  your  sweetest  strain 
To  the  Lamb,  for  he  was  slain. 

3  Glory  to  the  Holy  Ghost ! 
Be  this  day  a  Pentecost  ; 
Children's  minds  may  he  inspire, — 
Touch  their  tongues  with  holy  fire. 

4  Glory  in  the  highest  be 
To  the  blessed  Trinity  ! 
For  the  gospel  from  above, 

For  the  word  that  "  God  is  love." 


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FOR  EVER  WITH  THE  LORD. 


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8  I  hear  at  morn  and  ev'n, 

At  noon  and  midnight  hour, 
By  faith— the  harmonies  of  heaven 
Earth's  Babel-ton^ues  o'erpower. 
Tis  then  1  feel  that  He- 
Remembered  or  forgot — 
The  Lord  is  ever  near  to  me, 

Though  I  perceive  him  not. 
Cho. — Near  to  me,  near  to  me, 

Though  I  perceive  him  not  : 
The  Lord  is  ever  near  to  me, 
Though  I  perceive  him  not. 


So  when  my  latest  breath 

Shall  rend  the  vail  in  twain, 
By  death  I  shall  escape  from  death, 

And  life  eternal  gain. 
Knowing  as  I  am  known, 

How  shall  I  love  that  word, 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 

"  For  ever  with  the  Lord." 
Cho. — With  the  Lord,  with  the  Lord, 
"  For  ever  with  the  Lord  ;" 
And  oft  repeat  before  the  throne, 
"  For  ever  with  the  Lord." 


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CONQUER  AND  REST.    Concluded. 


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2  Oh  !  there  is  another  being 

All  about  us,  all  above, 
Hid  from  mortal  sense  or  seeing 

Save  the  nameless  sense  of  love. 
Not  the  love  that  dies  like  roses, 

"When  the  frost-fire  scathes  the  sod, 
But  the  eternal  rest  that  closes 

Round  the  soul  that  dwells  in  God. 

3  Into  this  great  habitation 

Never  tear  or  sorrow  came, 
Oh  !  it  is  the  new  creation, 

God  its  light,  his  love  its  flame. 
Up,  O  soul  !  and  dwell  forever, 

On  this  hidden,  glorious  shore  ; 
Chilled  by  cloud-shade  never,  never, 

Up  and  dwell  forevermore. 


TEACH  ME,  JESUS.     8s  &  7s. 
By  J.  Haebv  Hatttood. 

1  Teach  me,  Jesus,  how  to  love  Thee, 

Draw  my  heart  unto  Thee  nigh. 
Make  me  worthy  of  that  mercy, 

Which  for  me  caused  Thee  to  die  ; 
Teach  me  how  to  shun  temptation 

And  o'er  sin  my  spirit  raise, 
And,  oh  !  aid  my  soul  in  yielding 

To  Thy  goodness  ceaseless  praise. 

2  Teach  me,  Jesus,  how  to  love  Thee, 

When  my  heart  is  filled  with  grief, 
And  from  dreaded  trouble's  power 
Give  my  soul  some  sweot  relief; 


I  have  suffered  long  and  patient, 

Waiting  only  Thy  kind  will, 
To  release  me  from  all  sorrow 

By  the  blest  words — "  Peace,  be  still!" 
3     Teach  me,  Jesus,  how  to  love  Thee, 

Save  me  from  earth's  baneful  strifo, 
Lead  my  steps  from  evil  to  Thee, 

That  through  Death  I  may  have  Life  ; 
Help  me  to  assist  the  weary, 

And  o'ev  sin  their  spirits  rise  ; 
And  oh  !  aid  our  souls  in  yielding 

To  Thy  goodness,  ceaseless  praise. 


WOULDST  THOU  REACH.     8s  &  7s. 

By  W.  B. 

1  Wouldst  thou  reach  a  clime  immortal, 

Where  the  brightest  flowers  Woim — 
Far  beyond  Death's  shadowy  portal.. 

Far  beyond  the  dreary  tomb  1 
Oh  !  the  treasures  vanish  n.ever, 

Where  the  blessed  angels  roam  , 
Joy  and  gladness  dwell  forever 

In  the  good  man's  happy  homo  ! 

2  Mortal  1  wake  from  sinful  slumber! 

Strive  to  do  the  good  you  can ! 
And  though  cares  doth  oft  encumber 

Learn  the  brotherhood  of  man  ! 
Oh  !  be  strong,  be  brave,  be  earnest, 

Onward,  upward  be  thy  way  ! 
Then  will  Faith's  clear  light  conduct  thco 

Unto  pure  and  perfect  day  ! 


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P-b-T      ^P p^TT-Hri J-i $ 1 # J «— I — — # — *4-# — 2 — i — -^fl 


Grant  me  with  thee  a  place,  No  more  I'll  roam.  Grant  me  with  thee  a  place,  No  more  I'll  roam. 

Poured  from  thy  wounded  side,  Now  make  me  clean,  Poured  from  thy  wounded  side,  Now  make  me  clean. 

Praise  him  forever  more !  Praise  thou  his  name,  Praise  him  forever  more  !  Praise  thou  his  name, 

.»■*-  •0-       -0-    -0-    -0-  .   ■#-■#-! 


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w-v  >    V- 


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THE  SACRED  VOICE. 


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=-'  e J & — -'--# 0 e a 


1.  Come,  said    Jo   -    ens'     sa  -    ored  voice,  Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice, 

2.  Thou    who,  homeless      and     for  -  lorn,  Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 

u_U : » » • Q • O ,  _£- .-« m . a J*1     f»      i 

-*- — * — •*— K^=:^— -— Ft— r — r— r=+F— ^j—t^-l 


I        will    cuide  you      to     your    home;  We  a  -  ry      wanderer,    hitli-cr    come! 
Long  hast  roamed  the    bar  -  ren    waste,    Wea  -  ry      wanderer,    hith*er    haste. 


B* 


i^£ 


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22 

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8  Ye  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 
Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 
In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn  :— 

4  Hither  come !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound  ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure, 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 


A  voice  from  heaven. 

1  Hear  ye  not  a  voice  from  heaven 
To  the  listening  spirit  given  ! 

"  Children,  come,"  it  sC'-ms  to  say  ; 
"  Give  your  hearts  to  me  to-day." 

2  Sweet  as  is  a  mother's  love, 
Tender  as  the  heavenly  dove  ; 
Thus  it  speaks  a  Saviour's  charms, 
Thus  it  wins  us  to  his  arms. 


94 


ANGEL  VISITS. 


-ft 


*-  f-- 0 m 0-' 0- 


-j — i 


-S--1 


1.  In    the    mild  and  pensive  twilight,  When  the  earth  is    calm  and  still,       And    a 

2.  E*en  the  forms  of  the  de  -  part-  ed,  Floating    thro'  the  heavenly  air,       Seem  with 

3.  Fa  -  ces  o*er  whose  gentle  beau-ty    I       in      si  -   lent   anguish  wept,     As      in. 


V — s — /- 


-\ 


-m 


izi-: 


— N-^V! 


S     N_JH 


deep,  mysterious  sadness  Doth  my  spirit's  chambers  fill  ;  In  the  gathering  shades  of 
Boft,  mel-o  -  dious  voices,  Whispering  words  of  comfort  rare  ;  Pictured  on  the  melting 
death's  unchanging  slumber  They  before    my  vis-ion  slept ;  Forms  which  I  beheld  en- 


§£ 


!m>-t 


■h— h-- 


Kt 


evening,  When  the  friendly  stars  appear.  There  are  soft  and  silvery    voices    From  yon 
a-zure,  Gleam  their  robes 'f  shadowy  light,  While  their  mild  and  tender  glances  Shine  up- 
shrouded   In  the    drapery  of  the  tomb,  And  who  long  with  dust  have  minglfed  In  the 


::>: 


m 


a «_[:_«_!._* *_  zzj '—0 .«_._#_! -0. .* 


:p=tzp 


— V- 


v— 


ANGEL  VISITS. 

CHORCS. 


Concluded. 


o.~ 


§^ 


#-:-  4  i  a]  J  \*}  MJ-.  j  A  j  s  g= 

0 0 jf—"~&  0 0 0—  i g  0 0 


V     • 

dis  -  tant.  loft-v  sphere. "When  earth's  cares  and  sorrows  all  are  o  -  ver, 
on      me    soft-ly  bright, 
churchyard's  silent  gloom. 


I     shall 


:fc= 


~±± 


tfc 


m 


gain  that  blissful,  blissful  home,  Whence  the  happy,  happy  ransomed  spirit     Shall  no 


-V— v— v-- 


V     V 


i 


9-y—  •- 


m 


no  more  a 


wand'rer  roam. 
— # # 


4  Friends  whom  I  most  fondly  cherished, 

When  their  lives  with  mine  did  twine, 
And  who  still  within  my  memory 

Love  doth  sacredly  enshrine  : 
Those  in  fair,  seraphic  beauty. 

Smile  upon  me  from  the  sky, 
Often  gently  whispering  to  me, 

That  the  blessed  goal  is  nigh. 


96 


OH !   HAD  I  FLEET  WINGS. 


— 1-! — l-!-J-, — I 1- 


Jm 


j KI_«_J.«_  L-a  — c  Le  — #—#-'-  0  —  #  -r#-  J-#  -J 

1.  Oh!    had     I     fleet  wings  like  a     dove  to     fly       A- way  from  this  world    of  care ;  My 
2    Oh!     yes,  it      is     writ-ten,  "Be -lie ve  and  lire!"   The  heart  hy  bright  hops  allured,  Shall 
3.  There  is,  oh!  there  is      in  God's  ho  -  ly  word,  That  word  which  cau  ue'er  depart ;  There 
_— p — f  e  — o — o  -  r-o—0 #-r-» »  -T-0 — 0-T-m •— st  *'  — »t*-i-*-i 


r 


eoul  would  mount  to 
find  the  com-  fort 
is  a      pro  -  niise 


%a 


_•*•        N 


1— ^ «^ 


the  realms  on     high,     And  seek    for      a 

these  words  can  give,     And     be      by     its 

of        mer  -  cy  stored,   For     them  that  are 

•        *•     ■*- 


re  -  fuge  there, 
faith  assured, 
pure    in  heart. 


V 


-F: 


-F 


l-i* 


rKn 


But  is  there 
Then  why  sliou! 
"Aly  yoke,  it 

lift 


no    hea  -  ven  for  me  here     on  earth?  No  hope    for    the 

.1  we  shrink  from  the  world's  chilling  frown.  When  truth  to     the 

is     ea  -    83-,  my   burden       is  light,      then  come   un  -  to 


r 

wounded 

heart  has 

me     for 


r-# 


m 


OH !    HAD  I  FLEET  WINGS.    Concluded. 


97 


breast?  No   favored  spot  where  content  has  birth,  In  which  I  may     find     a     rest  ? 
given      A    light,  in  darkness,      to  guide  us    on,    In    joy     to   the   paths    of  heaven, 
rest."  Tlieseare  the  words  of  sweet  promise  stored  To  soothe  every  wounded    breast. 

t-rrJ*  r* — *-!--• #— *-T-#  — »-t» 0 .» P-— t3T-r* *"t  -» it 

Br-rtz^r^zfezirt—  rfztzzz t=tzI^=t=fc=c=E5=t±f=ji=^zIit=H 

p    ^    U    r        i     '     '     M  i 

LIFE'S  STORMY  DOOM. 


Pfc|35z 


-I— H^-r 

-«j ?  h-F 


*3^ 


IzzJzzSd: 


:^E 


— I--N-1- 

:*JJz* 


r-P 


Ifcegizfc^ 


1.  O     thoa     who  driest  the  mourner's    tear,  How  dark  this  world  would  be,     If.  when  de  - 

2.  But  Christ  can   heal  that  bro  -  ken  heart,  Which,  like  the  plants  that  throw  Their  fragrance 


■#-  •*»■  •#-  I  -0-        19-  -0--#--0--#--0-0-0 

^f:j«zzfcz— jj-z-^^^zzzzzzz^zz^ 


r__.h. 


bfc=tip-_z^J  -z=z=$  3:^_lizzz=i:iz^=z3zJzzE^zz^^z'z!z^|:z3J 

ceived  and  wounded  here,  We    could  not  fly      to     thee.  We  could  not     fly     to    thee, 
from     the  wounded    part,  Breathes  sweetness  out     of    woe,  Breathes  sweetness    out  of  woe. 

rr\        -0-     •&     -0-      0-:«-#-  •&•  _ 

zzz#-iz^z;|zzz:zr^zz|^zq_a._^z-j:tzz_xi 


OS 


I   LOOK  FOR  STORMY  DAYS. 


1.  I     look  for  stormy       days, 

2.  On-  ly      a    narrow      path 


I     look  for  hours  of    care,  I     welcome  all — they 

In  sight,  a  boundless  sea !      Where  one  by  one,  my 


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^zatziz: 


4-rJ*- 


^ 


« — # «-i-#      *--* — ^ — *_i_#_^_,,_l_#_i_* — « — » i_#___# — # 

I       wander  now  no      more,       Not 
Je  -  sus     is    all  my   strength — To 

^=Ez!Ei±5E^EzE£E^=S 


bear  me  on,  Where  God  and  the  angels       are 
friends  are  gone,  A  nd  soon  will  they  call  for      me. 


-* 


-V — ft-v— ^ 


^ifc=Ht=J 


« — « — ^ — ?_l_#-|-* — i — ii — | ,i_^ ,11 — e 1 ^-+-w  -i-M-M — « 1 — 

A 1 1 — a_i — _• L- #-!-# #—J — #_l-a_q_# |_i*_r_j_j_H .  d 


all    this  world  can 
Him,  my  soul  I 


give  ; 
give; 


Can  turn  my  footsteps  from  that  shore,  Where  God  and  the  an-gels 
O      meet  me  there,  in  that  pure  air,  Where  God  and  the  an-gels 


Z^=r=zNp^==frq: 


z=!=^E==EzdEt==rt:=ES 


I  LOOK  FOR  STORMY  DAYS.    Concluded. 

CHORUS- 


99 


*—-—d — F—  J—  F*  -i — *-^« — « ^ — |  J    v— al #— h-^-v — J— J £ # 


live, 
live. 


-0—0 0 S#— 

Where  God  and  the    an  -  gels 


live,       Where  God   and  the   an  -  gels 


: — #-v-«l iv- 


-^ #— 1-# 0— 9. 0—1-0 0 #_I_»_!_*_- € ^ 9. — I_#_V_#_JJ 

Can  turn  my  footsteps  from  that  shore,  Where  God  and  the  an  -  gels       .     " 
llve  '>      O      meet  me  there,  in  that  pure  air,  Where  God  and  the  an  -  gels      "ve- 


0-    -0-       -0-  -0-        -0-    -0-        -0-  -0-~     -0-  -0-        \  M  ^-    •    -0- 


3.  Farewell,  my  comrades  all, 

I  seek  that  purer  air  ; 
No  power  on  earth  can  touch  my  soul, 

Where  God  and  the  angels  are. 
Some  golden  days  I  miss, 

All  these  I  fret- ly  give, 
For  many  more,  laid  up  in  store", 

Where  God  and  the  angels  live. 


4.  Only  a  narrow  path, 

In  sight  a  boundless  sea! 
Where  one  by  one,  my  friends  are  gone, 

And  soon  will  they  call  for  me. 
0,  I  am  well  content, 

These  fleeting  hours  to  give, 
To  gain  a  home,  no  more  to  roam, 

Where  God  and  the  angels  live. 


lOO  PAINT  NOT,  DROOP  NOT,  WEARY  PILGRIM. 


1  Faint  not,  droop  not,  wea  -  ry      pilgrim.  In       the   faith   of      Je   -   sua  stand  — 


— tF^- :i 


He       will      guard  thee,    and       will      guide  thee      Safe  -   ly 


^:=r- 


v — r 


^_tc — r ^_ 


to  the 


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11 


-4 -I— 

-m—-i — 3=3— 

— i- 

:t 

prom  -  lsed 


.Chorus 


n J J — | 1 'J fs 1 ly-r-J^  — -k , -, 


land, 


No    more   care,     and     no      more   sor-row, 


c-r r c c« & — r — Sr1 


FAINT  NOT,  DROOP  NOT.    Concluded.         lOl 


t=$$=M^^mi 


But 


bright      e 


-5  — « s  -*  — * H 


ter 


nal      mor  -  row,      Love    and     joy 


-1- 


3B 


m 


and 


sweet  and 


prom 


i&ed      land. 
N . 


pB 


2  "What  though  thorns  beset  thy  pathway, 

And  the  clouds  are  dark  and  drear, 
Sing  aloud  the  songs  of  Zion 

For  the  port  of  peace  is  near.      Cho. 

3  Fear  not  though  the  billows  threaten. 

God  will  send  his  angels  down 


In  their  hands  they'll  bear  thee  upward 
To  recieve  the  shining  crown,     Cho. 

4  Fair.t  not,  droop  not,  weary  pilgrim, 
Soon  you'll  join  that  happy  band  ; 
Through  death's  portal*,  soon  you'll  enter, 
Safely  tc  the  promised  land  I     Oao. 


103 


PALMS  OF   GLOEY. 


— W K is — fV-K K r-K — "N p rJ p l~i * — K — N 

-t-lt-a- — v — jxi — P — j- — .J ^ — & — isr— ' '- — # s|-* — * — 0— r— N — |J — '     0H 

vP~>— --P 0 g -rY* &—(*•!— Pr-0 — « — ^ -H — 0 — 5— I— P-- « — ^ — %-{ 

z— — -5 — *-- ^ — *-1-^— ^..g.-*-*-!1^ — 0 — *— 5  C* C.J_^_J_.#.l 

1.  When  we  reach  a   qui-  et    dwelling  On  the  strong  e  -  ter  -  nal  hills,  And  our  praise  to 

2.  With   the  light  of  re-   snr- rection,  When  our  changed  bodies  glow,  And  wo  gain  the 

3.  While  we  wave  the  palms  of    glo- ry,  Through  the  long   e  -  ter  -  nal  years,  Shall  we   e'er  for-. 


-Hr-h k= — i-N — * — h* — J-,  -J P — I— r-N — H — K — V-fe~« >- 

vP — « &—^ — Pr0 — * — " H — i — ~n — • — r~0 — 0— 0-t— ^-h*-0 — ^— P— «— 

#  -J.-#.       *   *                                                                   "        -0-      -0-      -#■•             •              m  m       9 

Him  is   swelling  Who  the  vast  ere-  a  -  tion  fills  ;  When  the  paths  of  prayer  and  du-ty 

full  pei-- feetion  Of    the  bliss  be-gun   be- low  ;  When  the  life  that  flesh  ob-scur-  eth 

get  the   sto-  ry  Of    our  mor-  tal  griefs  and  fears ;  Shall  we   e'er  for-  get    the  sadness 


■0— 


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— I— 

-0  — 


9ir-rr-^r 


- 0 0 0-i— 0-+b 0-0— 1-0 ! s, H — i -^-0-0-0-r-S — 0 — * 

— 0 — * — s — 0_J|„ — 0 — i_Ej — ^— J.  '#rg — ^.^j-gicc.? 


k     i  IT 

And  af  -  flic- tion  all  are  trod,  And  we  wake  to  see  the  beauty  Of  our  Saviour 
In  each  ra- diant  form  shall  shiue,  And  the  ioy that  aye  en  -  dureth  Flashes  forth  in 
And  the  clouds  that  hung  so  dim,  When  our  hearts  are  filled  with  gladness,  And  our  tears  are 


cvi-b— \ — fy — — ^F1^— :P—  •— F^ h—» — 0-ff — •=-fr — NF» -— ^ 

IJ«f-£ |i [-1 p-i 1-+- 0 0 1 V— '— H1 It h--l-i W -T—  H^h 0 * — 0 

^-fr— 0 — 0 ^-0-f-g * — F— h« — 0— ^ — ^-rV — ^ — » — «-h»— tj— -b— 


v— v- 


PALMS  OP   GLORY. 

chorus.    Adapted. 


afe=3= 


Concluded. 


0 0 ^ i,  *  *     4— J— j— «-y-  § * * 

1  i"1  _  J  At       ti. Ml  1    .  1     .•     ' rri- 


103 


and     our     God.      0!    'twill  be   a   glorious  mor  -  row       To    a  dark    and  storm-y 

beams  di  -  vine.  

dried   by     Him.  • 


m 


1 r-»-T — 0— *■ — 

-0 h-f-j  —  0 0 # 0 


#%=?- 


f 

• » — e_i-» « ^-0-g-<-0 « — «-L^— 


-m-Z-W 


Ritard. 
-N S 


day!      Weshall  re-  col-  lect  our    sor  -  row       As  the  streams  that  past  a  -  way. 

.    J*  A:  +ff    0 


-P- 0 0—r-0—- n 

-0 0 #~h zr-\A 


4  Shall  the  memory  be  banished 

Of  His  kindness  and  His  care, 
When  the  wants  and  woes  are  vanished 

Which  He  loved  to  soothe  and  share"! 
All  the  way  by  which  He  led  us, 

All  the  grievings  whicli  He  bore, 
All  the  patient  love  He  taught  us, 

Shall  we  think  of  them  no  more  ? 


r 


5  Yes  !  we  surely  shall  remember 

How  He  quickened  us  from  death  ; 
How  He  fanned  the  dying  ember 

With  His  spirit's  glowing  breath  ; 
We  shall  read  the  tender  meaning 

Of  the  sorrows  and  alarms 
As  we  trod  the  desert,  leaning 

On  His  everlasting  arms. 


ioj= 


THE    CRYSTAL    SEA. 


^n=z==Tz^=^rqz=^z 


•j      i      ;  r   * 

1.  Sweet     must  it   be      to      dwell  secure  From    sim-ple  stain,  froin  tho't  impure,    No 

2.  How       oft    the  struggling  spir- it  tries  For       blest    communion     with  the  skies  ;  How 

*    a-  *-  ■#.      ii  J**1--*-    - 

-» 0—  | ^j— J— I— f- F # H— I 

r — i ^— 1~| n"1 ^ — r~*gg~~fr — E: — ^H 


N    r* 


•g-0-         r        /  I  IV 

wand'ring  footstep  to     retrace,  No  mourning  for  the  Saviour's  face  :  And  this  our  hap- py 
oft        we  pray  that  we  may  bear  Christ's  perfect  image,    ev-  en  here  ;    And  0,    like  Je  -  sus 

lot  shall  be,  When  we  have  reach \\  the  crystal  sea.  When  we  have  reach'd,  hare  reaeh'd  the  crystal  sea. 
we  shall  be,  When  we  hare  reach'd,  <fcc. 


r^    ~ 


1      j/'    I       I         i  . j/|rl  i. j 


THE  CRYSTAL  SEA.    Concluded. 


3  They  who  have  6afely  gone  before, 
Whose  feet  grow  weary  never  more, 
Receive,  m  that  dear  land  of  bliss, 
All  their  souls  panted  for  in  this  ; 
And  their  enjoyment  ours  shall  be, 
When  we  have  reached  the  crystal  sea. 


ior> 


4  I  see  them  now  in  spotless  white, 
I  hear  their  song  of  sweet  delight  ; 
Beside  the  living  stream  the}-  rest. 
And  Jesus  makes  them  truly  blest  ; 
With  that  bright  throng  we,  too,  shall  be 
When  we  have  reached  the  crystal  sea. 


Words  by  Kev.  Dr.  Betuune.     IT   IS   NOT   DEATH   TO   DIE. 


road, 
tears, 
dust, 
die ; 


And  'midst  the    brother- hood 
And   wake  in      glo  -  ri  -  ous 
And    rise,   on   strong  ex-  ult 
Like   thee,  they  conquer    in 


the 


high, 
pose, 
wing, 
strife, 


To 
To 
'To 
To 


f 
be     at   home  with 

spend  e  -    ter  -  nal 
live    a  -  mong  the 

reign  with  thee,  on 


God. 

years. 

just. 

high. 


loe 

Words  by  Mrs.  H.  A.  Kidder 


WE  SHALL  SLEEP; 


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*--—  0-^-0-^- * £ J— I— » #-; #_i 1_€_! — 1 0 j_J_g^ 

be  a  glorious  dawn 
tend  -  ed  with  such  care, 
one  and     si  -  lent  grav 

#— - — 0  — * ^^l^h— 1 


2l 

1.  We  shall  sleep,     but     not      for  -  ev  -    er ;     There  will     be        a     glorious  dawn ; 

2.  When  we    see         a         pre  -  cious  bios  -  soni   That      we     tend-ed  with  such  care, 

3.  We  shall  sleep,     but     not      for  -  ev  -    er,        In         the    lone  and     si  -  lent  grave  ; 


PjE^gz» 


E3Ste^^^^^=3pfe^sfesEl 

— #-f — «-- l-«-f — 0 1- g— — 3 0-', #-j- — !-- 1 — i-5— — i h— ftj-H-si 1 

—^-.-.f-^-i , ^ _g_L_* #_!___#_i_#_3_^___^ j^._^«.D.^:_3 

We  shall  meet  to  part,  no,  nev  -  er!  On  the  re  -  sur  -  rec-tion  morn  ! 
llude  -  ly  ta  -  ken  from  our  bos  -  som,  How  our  ach  -  ing  hearts  despair  ! 
Bles  -  sed     be         the     Lord    that   tak  -  eth,       Bles  -sed      be      the  Lord  that  gave. 

-fr^-ft-T-fr-     ' 

-0 #- 


From  the  deep  -  est  caves  of 
Round  its  lit  -  tie  grave  we 
In        the  bright     e    -    ter  -  nal 


o    -    cean,  From  the    des  -  ert     and  the  plain, 
lin  -  ger,     Till      the    set  -  ting    sun   is     low, 
cit    -  y       Death  can   nev  -   er,    nev-  er   come ; 


WE  SHALL  SLEEP.    Concluded. 


107 


m=, 


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From  the  val  -  ley  and  the  mountain,  Countless  throngs  shall  rise  a  -  gain. 
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From  the  fountain  flowing  free, 
Let  me  drink  and  live  forever 

Where  my  Saviour  I  may  see.     Cho. 

8  Tell  me  not  yc  weary  laden, 

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And  his  chosen  need  not  fear.     Cho. 

4  Keep  your  lamps  well  trimmed  and  burning 
Anil  the  wedding  garments  on 
For  no  man  may  know  the  moment 
Of  the  coming  of  the  Son. 


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Where  parting  is  unknown, 
A  whole  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone  ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  happier  sphero. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines, 

Till  all  are  passed  away, 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines 

To  pure  and  perfect  day  : 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night — 
They  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 


Wirds  by  Dr.  Hastinos. 


GO  WATCH  AND  PRAY. 


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vis  -  ions,  bright  and  fair,  Di  -  late  be  -  fore  thine  eye  ?  Soon  these  must  change,  must  pass  a  - 


way,  Frail  child  of  dust,  go  watch  and  pray, 
way;  Frail  child  of  dust,  go  watch  and  pray. 


Thou  aged  man,  life's  wintry  storm 

Hath  seared  thy  vernal  bloom  : 
With  trembling  limbs,  and  wasting  form, 

Thou  art  bending  o'er  thy  tomb  ;. 
And  can  vain  hope  lead  thee  astray? 
Go,  weary  pilgrim,  watch  and  pray. 
Ambition,  stop  thy  panting  breath  ; 

Pride,  sink  thy  lifted  eye  ! 
Behold  the  caverns,  dark  with  death, 

Before  you,  open  lie  : 
The  heavenly  warning  now  obey  ; 
Ye  sons  of  pride,  go  watch  and  pray. 


IIS  LIFT  ME  HIGHER. 

Words  by  S.  V.  R.  Ford. 
Lift  mk  Highkr. — A  girl  thirteen  years  old  was  dying.     Lifting  her  eyes  toward  the  ceil- 
ing, she  said  softly,  "  Lift  me  higher!  lift  me  higher!"     Her  parents  raised  her  up  with  pil- 
lows, but  she  faintly  said,  ''  No,  not  that !  but  there!"  again  looking  earnestly  toward  heaven, 
whither  her  happy  soul  flew  a  few  moments  later.     On  her  grave,  these  words  are  carved  : 
"Jane  B ,  aged  thirteen,  liftkd  higher." 


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"When temptations  me  assail, 
Arm  me  for  the  fiercest  conflict, 

Let  mc  in  thy  strength  prevail. 
"  Lift  me  higher  !"  keep  before  me 

Calvary's  Mount  where  Jesus  died  : 
Rest  my  faith  in  Christ,  my  Saviour, 

My  Redeemer  crucified.     Cho. 

"  Lift  me  higher  !  lift  me  higher!" 
In  affliction's  darkest  hour 

Let  my  faith  surmount  the  trial 
In  the  strength  of  Jesus'  power. 


"  Lift  me  higherJ  lift  me  higher  !" 

Till  by  faith  the  land  I  see 
Where  the  ransomed  from  affliction, 

Grief,  and  pain  are  ever  free.     Cho. 

4  When  death's  shadows  gather  round  me, 

Plume  my  spirit  for  its  flight 
To  the  land  that  knows  no  sorrow, 

Neither  pain,  nor  death,  nor  night. 
"  Lift  me  higher  !"  higher  !  highkr  ! 

Till  my  spirit  ends  its  flight 
Far  beyond  this  world  of  darkness 

In  the  realms  of  endless  li<*ht.     Cho. 


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2  When  the  pangs  of  death  assail  me, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Christ  is  mine,  he  can  not  fail  me — 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Yet,  though  sin  and  douht  endeavor 
From  his  love  my  soul  to  sever, 
Tesus  is  my  strength  for  ever  : — 

Weep  not  for  me  ! 

8  When  the  clay  my  form  shall  cover, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Th«n  my  trials  shall  be  over, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Safe  from  every  vile  temptation, 
Safe  from  sin  and  tribulation, 
With  the  saints  I'll  shout  salvation — 

Weep  not  for  me  ! 

4  In  those  hours  you  feel  most  lonely, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Think  not  of  the  dark  grave  only, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Far  away  my  happy  spirit. 
Shall  the  joys  of  heaven  inherit, 
Purchased  by  a  Saviour's  merit — 

Weep  not  for  me  ! 

5  When  you  pace  the  lonely  dwelling, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
When  with  grief  your  breast  is  swelling, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Let  the  thought  of  one  day  meeting, 
Ail  3-our  silent  anguish  sweeten, 
View  by  faith  our  happy  greeting — 

Weep  not  for  me ! 


6  Brave  the  storm  a  little  longer, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
Trials  make  the  faith  grow  stronger, 

Weep  not  for  me  ; 
I  shall  on  the  shore  be  standing, 
When  your  happy  spirit's  landing, 
All  is  safe  with  Christ  commanding — 

Weep  not  for  me  ! 

In  Christ  abiding. 

1  Through  the  love  of  God  our  Saviour, 

All  will  be  well  : 
Free  and  changeless  in  his  favor  ; 

All,  all  is  well  : 
Precious  is  the  blood  that  healed  us  ; 
Perfect  is  the  grace  that  sealed  us  ; 
Strong  the  hand  stretched  out  to  shield  us  ; 

All  must  be  well. 

2  Though  we  pass  through  tribulation, 

All  will  be  well  ; 
Ours  is  such  a  full  salvation  ; 

All,  all  is  well  : 
Happy,  still  in  God  confiding, 
Fruitful,  if  in  Christ  abiding, 
Holy,  through  the  Spirit's  guiding, 

All  must  be  well. 

3  We  expect  a  bright  to-morrow  ; 

All  will  be  well  : 
Faith  can  sing  through  days  of  sorrow, 

All,  all  is  well  : 
On  our  Father's  love  relying, 
Jesus  every  need  supplying, 
Or  in  living,  or  in  dying, 

All  must  be  well. 


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When  I  die  !  when  I  die  ! 
I  would  have  thy  voice  to  soothe  me, 
Till  it  mingled  with  the  music 

Of  the  angels  in  the  sky. 

4  Brothers,  sisters,  kiss  me  often 

When  I  die  !  when  I  die  I 


And  my  lips  will  smile  when  closing, 
As  if  clasped  in  dreams  so  colden, 
That  I  will  not  wake  to  sigh. 

5  Ah  !  the  world  will  soon  forget  me 

When  I  die  !  when  I  die ! 
But  the  heavenly  host  will  greet  me, 
Loved  ones,  dear  ones,  always  near  me, 

God  himself  forever  nigh. 


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'TIS  NOT  FOR  MAN  TO  TRIPLE.    Chant. 


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1  'Tis  not  for  man  to  trifle !     Life  is  brief  and  |  sin  is  [  here.|| 
Our  age  is  but  tbe  falling  of  a  leaf — A  |  dropping  ]  tear.|| 
We  have  no  time  to  sport  a-  |  way  the  |  hours, || 

All  must  be  earnest  in  a  world  like  ours. 

2  Not  many  lives,  but  only  one  have  we,  one,  |  only  |  one !  || 

How  sacred  should  that  one  life  ever  be — That  |  narrow  |  span !  II 
Day  after  day  filled  up  with  |  blessed  |  toil,|| 
Hour  after  hour  still  bringing  in  new  spoil.  || 

3  Our  being  is  no  shadow  of  thin  air,  no  |  vacant  |  dream, || 
No  fable  of  the  things  that  never  were,  but  |  only  |  seem.|| 
'Tis  full  of  meaning  as  of  |  myste-  |  ry,|| 

Though  strange  and  solemn  may  that  meaning  be.  |[ 

4  Our  sorrows  are  no  phantom  of  the  night,  no  |  idle  |  tale  ;|| 
No  cloud  that  flits  along  the  sky  of  light  on  |  summer  |  gale.[| 
They  are  the  true  reali-  |  ties  of  |  earth, || 

Friends  and  companions  even  from  our  birth.  || 

5  0  life  below !  how  brief,  and  poor,  and  sad  !  One  I  heavy  |  sigh.|| 
0  life  above  !  how  long,  how  fair  and  glad!  One  |  endless  j  joy.j| 
Oh  !  to  be  done  with  |  dying  |  here  ;|| 

Oh  !  to  begin  the  living  in  your  sphere  !|| 

6  0  day  of  time,  how  dark  !  0  sky  and  earth,  how  |  dull  your  |  hue ![ 
O  day  of  Christ,  how  bright !  0  sky  and  earth,  made  |  fair  and  |  ne 
Come  better  Eden,  with  thy  |  fresher  |  green  ;|j 

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1  My  feet  are  worn  and  weary  |  with  the  |  march 

O'er  the  rough  road  and  up  the  |  steep  hill-  |  side  ;|| 
O  city  of  our  God!  I  |  fain  would  |  see  || 

Thy  pastures  green,  where  |  peaceful  |  waters  |  glide. |[ 

2  My  garments,  travel-worn  and  |  stained  with  |  dust,|| 

Oft  rent  by  briers  and  thorns  that  |  crowd  my  |  way,|| 
Would  fain  be  made,  O  Lord,  my  |  righteous-  |  ness  !|| 
Spotless  and  white  in  |  heaven's  un-  |  clouded  |  ray.|| 

3  My  eyes  are  weary  looking  |  at  the  |  sin, |  [ 

Impiety,  and  scorn  up-  |  on  the  |  earth  ;|| 
0  city  of  our  God  !  with-  |  in  thy  |  walls  || 

All — all  are  clothed  a-  |  gain  with  |  thy  new  |  birth. || 

4  My  heart  is  weary  of  its  |  own  deep  |  sin, — 1| 

Sinning,  repenting,  sinning  |  still  a-  |  gain  ;|| 
When  shall  my  soul  thy  glorious  |  presence  |  feel,  [  f 
And  find,  dear  Saviour,  |  it  i6  |  free  from  f  stain  ?[| 

5  Patience,  poor  soul !  the  Saviour's  |  feet  were  |  worn  ;|| 

The  Saviour's  heart  and  hands  were  |  weary  |  too  ;|| 
His  garments  stained,  and  travel-  |  worn,  and  |  old;|| 
His  vision  blinded  |  with  a  |  pitying  |  dew.  || 

6  Love  thou  the  path  of  sorrow  |  that  He  |  trod  ;  1 1 

Toil  on,  and  wait  in  patience  |  for  thy  |  rest  ;|| 
0  city  of  our  God  !  we  |  soon  shall  |  see  || 

Thy  glorious  walls, — home  |  of  the  |  loved  and  j  blest.J| 


HERE  IS  MY  HEART.    Chant. 


1  Here  is  my  heart — my  God,  I  give  it  thee  ;  I  heard  thee  |  call  and  |  say,|| 

"  Not  to  tiie  world,  my  child,  hut  unto  me  " — I  |  heard,  and  |  will  o-  |  hey.|| 
Here  is  love's  offering  to  my  king,  which  in  glad  sacri-  |  fice  I  |  bring — 1| 
Here  is  my -heart!     Here  is  my  heart! 

2  Here  is  my  heart — my  heart  so  sad  before,  now  by  thy  |  grace  made  |  meet  ;|| 
Yet  bruised  and  wearied,  it  can  only  pour  its  |  anguish  |  at  thy  |  feet  ;|| 

It  groans  beneath  the  weight  of  sin,  it  sighs  salvation's    |  joy  to  |  win — 1| 
My  mourning  heart. 

3  Here  is  my  heart — in  Christ  its  longings  end,  near  to  the  |  cross  it  |  draws — 1| 
It  says,  "Thou  art  my  portion,  0  my  Friend  !  thy  |  blood  my  |  ransom  |  was, 
And  in  the  Saviour  it  has  found  what  blessedness  and  |  peace  a-  |  bound — 1 1 

My  trusting  heart. 

4  Here  is  my  heart — ah!  Holy  Spirit,  come,  its  nature  |  to  re-  |  new,|| 
And  consecrate  it  wholly  as  thy  home,  a  |  temple  j  fair  and  |  true.|| 

Teach  it  to  love  and  serve  thee  more,  to  fear  thee,  trust  thee,  |  and  a-  |  dore — | 
My  cleansed  heart ! 

5  Here  is  my  heart — 0  Friend  of  friends,  be  near  to  make  the  |  tempter  |  fly  ;|| 
And  when  my  latest  foe  I  wait  with  fear,  give  |  me  the  |  victory. || 

Gladly  on  thy^ove  reposing,  let  me  say,  when  |  life  is  |  closing,]  | 
"  Here  is  my  heart!" 


HEAVEN  AWAITS  THEE.    Chant. 

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(Not  this  our  shadowy  life,)  will  |  be  thine  |  own  ; 
And  thou  shalt  stand  where  winged  arch-  |  angels  |  worship, 
And  trembling  [  bow  be-  |  fore  the  |  great  white  |  throne. 

2  A  little  longer  still,  and  |  heaven  a-  |  waits  thee,|| 

And  fills  the  spirit  with  a  [  great  de-  |  light  ; 
Then  our  pale  joys  will  seem  a  |  dream  for-  |  gotten, 
Our  sun  a  |  darkness,  |  and  our  |  day  a  |  night. 

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No  creature  |  knows  and  I  lives,  will  I  then  be  I  thine. 


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THE  SPIRIT  AND  THE  BRIDE; 

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INDEX. 


A  beautiful  land  by  faith  I  see.  61 

A  d  ream  of  heaven 58 

A  sure  and  quiet  rest 47 

Alas  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  40 

All   hail  the  power   3 

Angels  singing 82 

Angels  visits 94 

Beautiful  city  . . 56 

Beautiful  cross 42 

Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb  4 

Blessedness  of  trust  iu  Christ. .  44 

Breaking   moru , 80 

Bright   beams   74 

Children's  praise  to  the  Trinity  87 

Chime  on       8 

Christ  within 23 

Christmas  hymn 7 

Come  to  Jesus 34 

Conquer  and  rest 90 

Dare  to  be  right 20 

Day   of    triumph     72 

Dear  Sabbath  School 12 

Delightful  morn    6 

Faint  not,  droop  not 100 

Festal  day 84 

Finish   thy  work 69 

Follow  Jesus   32 

Forever  with  the  Lord........  8S 

Forsake  me  not            45 

Fount  of  every  blessing 18 

Friend  alter  friend  departs  ... .  110 

Gentle   words     2-1 

Glory  to  God  that  grace  is  free.  4:i 

God  is  near  thee 17 

Go  watch  and  pray   Ill 

Gospel   banner ....              75 

Hark  the  song  of  jubilee 87 

Heaven   awaits    thee 12 i 

Here   is   my   heart 120 


Hosanna  to  his  name 75 

How  sweet  the  name 38 

I'll  never  forsake  thee 28 

I  look  for  stormy  days 98 

In  Christ  abiding 115 

It  is  not  death  to  die 105 

Jesus  hath  come 37 

Jesus  loves  nje 35 

Joys  of  heaven 51 

Juilea's  plains 76 

Kindly  and   graciously 36 

Lambs   of  the  Saviour 10 

Land  of  rest 55 

Lead    us  on 25 

Let  it  pass 22 

Let  worldly  minds   19 

Life's  stormy  doom 97 

Lift  me  higher  .  312 

l.o  ik  to  Jesus  25 

Morning    light   79 

My  feet  are  worn  and  weary. .  .  119 

Nearer  my  home 68 

Nothing  hut  leaves 70 

(l  had  I  fleet  wings 96 

O  Lamb  of  God ■ 41 

l)  let  not  your  hearts 108 

Oh  '.  boundless  grace 39 

Our  glorious  flag 60 

Our  happy  Jiome 53 

•  'ur   native  land   83 

Over  the  river 65 

1'alms  of  glory 102 

I 'art  ing  hymn 71 


Pilgrim  hand  . 
K  all 


54 

of  the  blest 61 


Ke  leeming  story  . 
Resting  at  home. 
Kick  of  age 


Saubathdpy 14 


Sabbath   song 7 

Sacred    page 15 

Sacred  voice 93 

Saviour   Divine 45 

Saviour  I  come .  .     92 

Shall  we  meet  no  more  to  part    48 
Shall  we  meet  you  all  there  ....     64 

Speak  of  Jesus 43 

Spirit  voices   16 

Suffer  the  little  children 124 

Support    in    Christ 73 

Teach   me   Jesus 91 

Tell  me  sweet  angels  43 

Tell    thy  Saviour 26 

The  battle  won ". 86 

The  Christian's  guide 52 

The  crystal  sea     104 

The    heavenly  theme 73 

The  lonelv  traveler 67 

The  Lord'jeMis  shall  be 87 

The  shining  way   66 

The  Spirit  and  the  Bride 122 

106 

There  yet   is   room 50 

'1  his  lonely  shore 46 

Thou  art   worthy 5 

'Tis  not  for  man  to  trifle 118 

Trust  in  Jesus 30 

Voice  of  singing 75 

We  come  news 78 

We  shall   sleep 106 

Weep  not  for  me 114 

What  must  it  l>e  to  be  there..      63 
When  friends  hive  thither  gone      19 

When    I  lie 116 

Wouhlst  thou    reach 91 

Yes  my  native  laud 13 


TESTIMONIALS  OF  SABBATH  SCHOOL  BELLS,  NQS.  t  &  Z. 


Sabbath  School  Bell  No.  2.— It  is  a  compila- 
tion of  beautiful  melodies,  mostly  original,  and 
especially  adapted  to  juvenile  capacities  and  tastes. 
In  the  one  hundred  and  ninety-two  pages  of  this 
choice  little  work,  will  be  found  many  pretty  gems 
of  poetry  and  music,  admirably  fitted  to  accompa- 
ny the  exercises  of  a  Sabbath  school,  or  to  furnish 
rational  and  elevating  amusement  to  the  young. 
Children  should  be  taught  to  love  music,  noc  or.ly 
because  it  is  a  pleasure  and  a  pastime,  but  equally 
because  its  pursuit  always  tends  to  purify.taste 
and  elevate  character.  We  see  no  reason  why  this 
volume  of  the  Bell  should  not  be  quite  as  popular 
as  the  excellent  one  by  which  it  was  preceded. — 
Troy  Daily  Times. 

Sabbath  School  Bell  No.  2. — Horace  Waters,  481 
Broadway,  has  issued  this  admirable  collection  of 
Sunday  school  music,  as  a  companion  to  Bell  No. 
1.  He  received  orders  for  about  twenty-eight 
thousand  copies  in  advance  of  its  publication — an 
appreciation  sufficiently  indicative  of  its  future 
popularity.  The  hymns  in  this  collection  are  of 
tlie  very  best  kind  for  Sabbath  schools,  and  to 
them  some  of  the  most  exquisite  airs  have  been 
adapted  by  various  composers. — Christian  Intelli- 
gencer, x.  i'. 

Sabbath  School  Bell,  No.  2. — We  have  received 
from  Mr.  Horace  Waters  a  copy  of  the  second 
series  of  the  Sabbath  School  Bell.  The  unprece- 
dented sale  of  the  first  volume,  amounting  to  400, 
000  copies,  has  encouraged  the  publisher  to  issue  a 
second  number,  which  embraces  one  hundred  and 
ninety-two  pages  of  original  h3'mns  and  music. 
These  songs  and  tunes  are  admirably  adapleu  to 
Sunday  schools,  concerts,  festivals,  temperance, 
and  other  meetings.  The  book  is  a  gem  in  its  way 
-  ^much  of  the  poetry  is  of  a  high  order  of  merit, 
and  the  music  has  vitality. — iV.  1".  Chronicle. 

The  Sabbath  School  Beli;  No. 2. — Horace  Waters, 

481  Broadway,  New  York,  has  issued  a  superior 

collection    of  choice  tunes,  adapted  for  Sunday 

f  chools,  anniversaries,  &c-    This  volume  is  entirely 


distinct  from  its  predecessor,  Bell  No.  1,  and  the 
music  is  equally  as  well,  if  not  better,  adapted  to 
the  purpose.  The  unprecedented  popularity  of 
Bell  No.  1,  400,000  copies  having  been  sold  within 
two  years  after  its  first  publication,  and  the  urgent 
solicitation  of  pastors  and  teachers,  have  been  the 
inducements  for  the  preparation  of  the  present 
volume.  The  first  edition  was  not  Jess  than.  50,000 
copies.  The  work  contains  192  pages  of  music,  and 
it  is  sold  at  the  low  price  of  825  per  hundred. — Ncw- 
ark  Daily  Mercury. 

Sabbath  School  Bell,  No.  2. — It  is  not  many  years 
since  it  was  discovered  that  childhood  needed  a 
literature ;  and  the  first  attempt  has  grown  to  a 
mighty  agency.  America  has  some  of  the  best 
writers  for  childhood — men,  too,  who  fill  credita- 
bly the  higher  walks  of  literature,  as  witness  the 
Abbots,  Hawthorne,  Mayne  Reid,  G-oodrieh,  Mrs. 
Sigourney,  and  others.  Even  Char;es  Dickens  has 
written  a  Child's  History  of  England,  and  he  is 
only  one  of  a  host  who  devote  much  of  their  genius 
to  the  little  ones. 

Within  a  year  or  two,  a  new  field  has  been  open- 
ed, mainly  through  the  endeavors  of  Horace 
Waters,  of  New  York — a  Sabbath  school  musical 
literature.  The  first  fruits  of  his  exertions  was 
the  Sabbath  School  Bell,  No.  1.  The  popularity  of 
this  has  induced  him  to  prepare  another,  which  is 
now  before  us — No.  2.  It  consists  of  192  pages  of 
songs  for  Sunday.    Of  course  it  is  not  all  original 

i  music.     Old  ballads  are  revived,  dressed  up  to  suit 

!  the  prattling  tongues  of  the  children  with  bran- 

I  new7  words  composed. 

The  instruction  of  children  in  Sabbath  school . 
recessarily  depends  on  the  attractiveness  lA  the 
school,  and  this  book  will  prove  a  valuable  suxili 

I  ary  in  wedding  their  little  hearts  to  the  sanctuary. 
sSl  the  Second  Presbyterian  Sunday  sehcol,  sacred 
ju  >renile  music  is  a  recognised  feature  ;  :t  nas  its 
appropriate  hour  and  teacher,  and  the  result  is, 
not  only  fine  child  singing,  but  a  large  and  prosper- 
ous school.  Every  superintendent  should  order 
this  help— Daily  Gazette,  flashville,  Ter.n, 


HORACE  WATERS'  UREAT  MUSICAL  ESTABLISHMENT, 

No.  481  Broadway,  New  York. 

The  Ilorace  Waters'  Grand,  Square  ami  Upright  Pianoa,  Melodeons,  Harmoniums  and  kalian  Organs,  are 
known  as  rirst  class  Instruments,  warranted  for  live  years.  Prices  reasonable,  wholesale  and  lvtuil.  Also  Cab- 
inet Organs,  Second  Hand  Pianos  and  Melodeons  at  bargains.  Trices  from  $50  to  $22o.  Pianoa  and  Ueli 
to  let.  Monthly  payments  received  tor  the  same  One  of  the  largest  Stocks  of  SHEET  MUSIC  in  the  U.  8.  • 
MUSIC  BOOKS  and  all  kinds  of  MUSICAL  INSTRUMENTS,  and  Music  Merchandise  at  the  lowest  rates. 
Music,  a  little  soiled,  at  one  and  a  half  cents  per  page.  Musle  mailed  free.  Select  Catalogues  of  .New  Music 
mailed  to  any  address 

Waters'  New  and  Improved  Scale  Piano  Fortes. 

The  Ilorace  Waters'  over  strung  I'ianos  with  a  new  improved  sc.de  and  iron  frame,  are  unsurpassed  by  any 
instruments  in  the  market,  and  for  power,  brilliancy  and  richness  of  tone,  elasticity  of  touch,  and  beauty  of  finish, 
cannot  be  excelled  They  ate  remarkable  for  a  tine  singing  quality  in  toe  middle  tones,  and  an  astonishing  pro- 
longation of  sound,  without  becoming  confused.  Hundreds  of  testimonials  can  be  shown  from  people  all  over 
the  land,  who  have  given  these  instruments  a  fair  trial,  expressing  'lie  greatest  sati  faction,  besides  a  long  list 
of  names  of  the  leading  musicians,  showlng?their  good  opinion  of  the  I'ianos  after  examination.  The  Horace 
Water.-'  Harmoniums.  Organs  and  Melodeons,  with  the  new  treble  forte  stop,  and  tuned  in  the  equal  tempera- 
ment, are  superior  instrument*,  and  second  to  none  manufactured.  The  above  instruments  will  be  furnished  at 
a  lower  cost  than  any  other  first-class  manufacture.  Schedule  of  Prices  and  description  of  Instruments  fur- 
nished to  any  address. 

Testimonials  of  tile  Horace   Waters'  Pianos  and  Meloileons. 


The  Tloraec  Waters'  Pianos  are  known  as  among  the 
very  best.  We  are  enabled  to  speak  of  these  instru- 
ments with  confidence,  from  pergonal  knowledge.— A*. 
Y.  Evange  ist. 

We  can  speak  of  the  merits  of  the  ITorace  Waters' 
Pianos  from  personal  knowledge,  as  being  of  the  very 
best  quattty.-rChristian  hitelliger, 

The  Horace  Waters'  I'ianos  are  built  of  the  best  and 
most  thoroughly  seasoned  material  —Advocate  $  Jour. 

Waters'  Pianos  and  Melodeons  challenge  comparison 
■with  the  finest  made  anywhere  in  the  couniry. — Home 
Jumna/. 

Ilorace  Waters'  Piano  Fortes  are  of  ful1,  rich  and 
even  tone,  and  powerful.— New  York  Musical  Review. 

Our  friends  will  find  at  Mr.  Waters' store  the  very 
best  assortment  of  Music  and  of  I'ianos  to  be  found  in 
the  United  Stales  —Graham's  Magazine. 

The  Ilorace  Waters'  Pianos  are  of  superior  tone  and 
finish— New  York  Christian  Enquirer. 


Horace  Wa.tkrs,  Esq.— Dear  Sir— The  Piano  you 
sent  me  is  alloiml  to  be  the  best  Piano  in  this  Tarn,  and 
there  are  several  of  Chickeiing's  and  Cfnddurt'x  here, 
Chas.  Kwk*  Perth,  Canada  West. 

This  is  to  certify  that  I  have  had  one  of  the  Ilorace 
Water-'  Pianos' about  four  years,  which  has  proved  to 
be  an  excellent  instrument,  and  grows  letter  with  use: 
.1.  C.  Wickkr,  Yonkers,  A"  Y. 

John  Hewett,  of  Carthage,  X.  Y  ,  writes  a-  li 
"  A'  friend  of  mine  wishes  me  to  purchase  a  Piano  for 
her.    She  likes  the  one  you  sold  me  in  December,  18jtj 
My  Piano  is  popular  in  this  place." 

\Ve  have   two  of  Waters'  I'ianos  in  our  Seminary, 
which   have   been  severely  tested    for  three  \  ears,  and 
we  can  testify  to  their  good  ou.ility  and  durability. 
Wood  fc  GrkGORT,  Mount  Carroll,  III. 

Having  used  one  of  your  Piano  Fortes  for  two  years 
past   I  have  found  it  a  very  superior  instrument. 
Ai.onzu  Gray,  Principal  Brooklyn  Heights  Seminary. 


HORACE  WATERS,  481   Broadway,  N.  Y. 


